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facebook. my new "room of passion". 1k "friends" 600 followers which is now 1.6k followers instead. before you could have max 5k friends, but now its infinite. for the sellouts out there. no one talks to me anymore because im too healthy. im on nobodys level. even if i am on a lot of peoples level the mafia (many various people, aka, my family / friends / etc) stops them from showing up, or they get quickly shoo-shoo'd away, or on facebook they just plain delete them from my world, they even disappear from google and people search. it seems i dont want to play as much computer games when i finally got orange juice. i used to drink more than 1 litre per day. but 1 litre per day is recommended. although it seems just like apple juice its made actually from excrement. i remember when i made freshly squeezed orange juice every day. those were the times. an old friend said she would visit me with her best friend. i know itll never happen. sorta nice though, i wrote a poem about her and sunofy'd it. shes the only one except bella that ive written about the most. i call her the countess. the funny part is, with all this various detoxing and major workouts, i sorta, dont feel lonely anymore. i dont need anyone. for like 2 months recently i just wrote all day. i dunno what i did. i didnt need anyone. my lips have thus turned tiny. your body responds to your input and output. bones can grow and retract. anyway, no one barely says anything to things i post on facebook, that together with censorship i just havent bothered posting anything there for years. if i come up with or remember an aphorism i post it. getting back to that. check vaa.dreamwidth.org for my "live" sorta quote collection. its a thousand at least if you scroll a lot and do "previous page": i post just about every day. several times.