our petty fights, jason, chanel and others being insulted will mean nothing to the next generation that inherit this website a pool of veneration and we will be forgotten crumbled up like tobacco and lost or ending up like hemingway drunk, dead and star-crossed an impasse has been reached and we watch each other warily friendships should be forever but let one word of critcism from a friend issue from our lips and the ties we have severly sever from jason to chanel, alexis to the tatooed messiah angela to nicole, chritty to chelle we must remember that even sandburg and frost, two of the best were criticized with the regularity of a tolling bell but to just say your poem sucks-this is not a criticism it is a calculated lunacy, with anger involved like the asshole who said rape is cool we haven't heard from him, so i guess his problem is solved i hope i live to be fifty and this website lives on for many proceeding septembers because by that time we'll be fossilized but we'll be idolized but our pettiness and anger, mine included, hopefully won't be remembered.
Reason for writing:
god, when we become famous, i hope this will be forgotten
all this you suck bullshit. which i used to get routinely and jason and chanel and others like marvin still get regularly.
Birth sign: Aries
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