how you can expect me not to feel dumb when people like GTE and bernice tell me incessantly that i lack intelligence and talent i cannot fathom

i did not go for shirim today oh heaven forbid


if you are what you can see i must be quite worthless (i'm near-blind) and if every case of mildew is a cleverly executed murder chromatica has far too few reds to admire the blood the high office has in its hands i don't even make sense but anyway jasper fforde is good i recommend all of you to read shades of grey

please excuse me i am searching for a spoon

wish i could just forget everything and move on but it is nagging at me like some 324-year-old grandmother oh why must i deal with you again
this is all your fault (read: i know i'm guilty but do leave me be with my loopy brain and haughty thoughts)