I keep going to tell you a joke, but then I remember. It's annoying because these things are really funny, too! You're missing out.
I'm not saying I'm giving up; I won't quit until you do. It's just annoying having no-one to text and seeing your name and being like "Oh, I'll-- Nevermind." It's boring, dammit! Hurry and give up, would you?
That doesn't mean I approve of your poserishness, it means that no-one else laughs your weird, crazy cackle like you do. So, I would be quite happy if you stopped being a poser. If not, it's your problem.
Heheheh. You haven't deleted me yet.
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Shrouded in black, the mysterious bird creeps to the edge of the sky. It peeps down at the world beneath its feet, shivering a little. A flutter of wings reveals a glowing orange light as it plummets to the ground below, announcing the arrival of dawn. I sit by and drink a cup of black coffee.
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