Count Bigword

I’ve said this already, but just for the sake of my own sanity: It doesn’t hurt to repeat it once I guess. Or twice. And I need to cut my nails. These long greasy nails don’t type very well. I’ve always wondered where people get the inspiration and knowledge from,…

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Bizarre

The creepiest thing of them all, is that everything has been read by more than one person. From A to Z. Or at least by the medical freak industry, their chess playing geniuses, the Dutch whatever-the-fucks, the Taiwanese brigade of professional cocksuckers, etc, etc, etc. The easiest (but not best)…

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Finally

So to keep it short: I think we’re done dealing with the brigade of self-declared hyperintelligent donkeys! If only, right. Fake pandemics, moral hazards, Radjabovs, mafiakids, sound-a-likes, obsessed freaks listening to orders on high speed trains, I mean I don’t even care what nonsense you have thrown at me and…

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Dreams

Good tune, the version by Gabrielle that is. They have come true. I failed my little uniprogram rather unapologetically. And I really did get beaten up really hard by whom it may concern. It took around fifteen years of daily and recurring nightmares, but in the end my Dreams Truly…

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Grr

It’s been thirteen years now; And the main point is of course that everything still has to follow the outlines (or 框架) of the shitshow. As if it wasn’t enough of a disaster. Thirteen years ‘ey. Donated to a bunch of freak scientists who can’t even follow basic medical ethics…

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I see

I see what they had been trying to do. You tried to change it at some point didn’t you. I did not recognize it. Nothing of it. Which proves that it was lunacy to begin with i guess. But I told you that already. But I did not recognize it….

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Not So Easy

Believe it or not, I was thinking around day 1-3 or so about something. So when you kinda quit everything or are in the process of doing so (because it really is not a one day thing) then there really is this period of time where you really get irrationally…

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Blunder

The real mistake I made was thinking that we’d at least be left alone there for a few hours. Because I did not have a fucking clue about what to do to be fair. (And she wanted to see me among my friends and wanted me to organise that day.)…

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