In Depth Ramblings of Ambitious Writers


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Just chillin, probably bored, and have nothing better to do but waste time on here. ✌
p.s this will be filled with nothing but our mental sewage, so be warned

"We're specks of dust caught in our whirlwind
Nothingness behind the curtain
Life is short but death is certain
That will always be our burden"
-- 'I'll be there' by Hollywood Undead --


Once upon a midnight dreary
While I web-surfed, weak and weary
Over many a strange and spurious websites of hot chicks galore
While I clicked my favorite bookmark
Suddenly there came a warning
And my heart was filled with mourning
Mourning for my dear amour
"Tis not possible!" I pleaded
But my browser, so conceited
Remained blank, I then repeated
Just a blank and nothing more
With a scream, I was defeated
For my cookies were deleted
So I begged, no longer seated
"Give me back my free hardcore!"
Then, in answer to my query
Through the net I loved so dearly
Came its answer, dark and dreary
'Quoth the server, 404'