Scranton Pennsylvania actually

or do you mean in a larger why have you forsaken my oh faux kind of way?

Anywhere but here, you fags drove her away

Internet isn't fun without Faux here.

I miss my friend she would talk to me and it didn't seem so lonely. No funny little comments and videos, no strange stories of friends or dreams, no cute pictures and weird videos. No talk of hope and chasing dreams making me think that maybe this world isn't a giant machine designed to eat me body and soul.

I want my friend back

That's ok, because today I found my friends in my head.

I'm going to Scranton, Pennsylvania with an aching in my heart.

Bounceme couldn't keep a woman if it's life depended on it. It's the collective basement dwelling, pale, SciFi nerd who eats Cheetos all day and looks on the internet just to see how the weather is outside.

>>7
HEY HEY HEY

HEY

cheetos taste like shit and science fiction sucks.

Change them to video games and smoking unflitered cigarettes

I have not had a Merged Permanence in my life for five years. It took at least three of those five years for my brain to start functioning properly again. In the aftermath of being part of a Merged Void, all that is left for some time is Void Residue: Emptiness, Fear and Emotional Hunger. It is these three and the endless, fruitless search for a Permanent Cure that the Emotional Female Void calls Love. If you merge with that sensibility, you will share in its sickness. No matter what you pour into it, it remains empty; no matter how you reassure it, it remains afraid; no matter how much of yourself you permit it to devour, it remains hungry. If you look at her and see anything besides emptiness, fear and emotional hunger, you are looking at the parts of yourself which have been consumed to that point.

"The ability to be alone, to have isolation as your primary state of existence, will serve you in good stead in any situation in which you find yourself. The ability to live in Merged Permanence teaches you only how to function within the context of Another's neuroses, inadequacies and failings. It teaches you how to use your own neuroses, inadequacies and failings as both cudgel and petition. When the Merged Permanence ends, whether next week, next year, five years from now, ten years from now, you are left with completely useless life skills, emptiness, fear and emotional hunger.

"Fuck dancing. Let's talk about Art."

Bump. That picture is so dreamy! If you could hear me now, I would be like a young teenage girl at a Beatles concert in the 60's while doing acid and hallucinating of me and John Lennon floating on cotton candy clouds covered in chocolate syrup while we gazed at a thousand rainbows which led to a pot of pot and while fucking like rabbits until I screamed my lungs out from an explosive orgasm.

No, I'm not gay.

>>thou<<

Where hast thou gone ?

"Thy" is possessive, as in, "Where has thy fine if boyish booty gone off to?"