Why are we so alone?
Even with company?
a hopeless case
Wednesday, August 8, 2007 / Wednesday, August 08, 2007
when a small box was opened and it's not the popping clown anymore . . when the gift you received was the very source of the war . . when a little is enough . . when a good day turns out bad . . when it hurts . . when you realise everything you did was in vain . . when you keep so much hope for yourself for the first time and it turns out bad . .
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I am a toilet bowl, the child of my mama and papa from the Captain Underpants story.
Yeah, I know, I'm super famous, you may ask for my signature if you see me on the streets, but not a photograph, because I'm not photogenic.
My hobbies include rearranging the words on the signboards, eating toilet paper, eating shit for desert and flushing.
I love my girlfriend, the bathtub.
Yeah, that's all you have to know.
'Cause if you know too much, I would have to flush you.
Your profile here.
You can make it long-winded, yay!
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a hopeless case
Wednesday, August 8, 2007 / Wednesday, August 08, 2007 ♥
when a small box was opened and it's not the popping clown anymore . . when the gift you received was the very source of the war . . when a little is enough . . when a good day turns out bad . . when it hurts . . when you realise everything you did was in vain . . when you keep so much hope for yourself for the first time and it turns out bad . .
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