i am a flawed vessel, there's a deep crack inside. fill me up to the brim with kind words, and slowly i'll leak over time. before long, i empty again, as my insides begin to dry. parched, i call out again. for somebody to water me. to once again be held and to behold.
I am a flawed vessel, there's a deep crack inside. fill me up to the brim with kind words...
i said again too many times again. this cycle never ends.
Post bussy, I would fill you up to the brim.
i am a flawed vessel, there's a deep crack inside. fill me up to the brim with kind words, and slowly i'll leak over time. before long, i empty again, as my insides begin to dry. parched, i call out again. for somebody to water me. to once again be held and to behold.
yeah
thanks anon. the silliness made me laugh. i hope you have a good night.
explode
tears of the cracking magmal earth
it's quite a deep fissure. a lot can flow out from that trench.
piercing tendril harvesting blackened hearts
there are many on the vine to take. i'm flattered.
Nigga nobody cares. No wonder you're alone.
flailing careening crushing coal to ash
It's the third spam thread made, must be a script.
uncreative faggots fucking up everything
There's no creativity involved in making spam threads
there's a deep crack inside. fill me up to the brim
slutttttt
It's Anon Babble. Anon Babble is the other way if you're going to act like a fag.
yet the dust still persists, fine fragments of dreams within. scattered, yet coalesced. we can still wish upon them. i wish for my hands to be warmed again.
i know..
i was embarrassed. sorry. it's not spam.
seen you around, exploded with laughter you told to others
keep telling them, dont implode
can't help but to interject because you can't comprehend basic prose and you feel left out
please practise writing
this is awful
Something kind and something beautiful, here and here i gave you the chance to idolize your own suffering through soundwaves, holy soundwaves forever and lost yourself in them and forget forever tzzz
Idolize Failure
Idolize Suffering
Idolize Indifference
Has nothing to do with gpt prose, making threads and deleting them to type the same shit over and over is spamming
it's an actual woman, which makes it even more retarded because she's been whining for like a year now instead of just moving on to the next dude/rugmuncher
and yet still better than 95% of the board, which is why you come to shit it up.
It's not, it's spam. Stop defending spam, retard.
Oh I get it, they're mad because only one is getting positive attention. That's hilarious.
my usual writing is better, i think. i just haven't been in a good headspace lately. too many crises going on wearing me down.
it's never good to idolize. to chase ideals is to pursue false idols. idolatry only leads to shattered shards when everything breaks apart.
sorry. i was ashamed of the others. let's keep it to ourselves.
isn't dedication to a cause meant to be a virtue?
you don't "water" a vessel
also you don't hold one
not to be overly critical though it was still good to read but the metaphors are not cohesive
Vessels hold water
One holds the jar
is a planter not a vessel you water? a clay pot, perhaps, even? are they not also objects you can hold, and to ponder? there are many beautiful things that can be grown from within me, to spread from outside of me. i require only a small amount of care and affection to bloom..
Bloom is a good word. Heard it a lot playing fatal frame mask of the lunar eclipse.
When is a door not a door?
psychologists say all 4 personality types are equally valid but lets be honest melancholics suuuuck (i am one as well)
you need to realize how self-centered and petty you appear to others
I have never heard of the 4 personality types what are you even talking about bro
I went to college and have taken multiple psych courses and that never came up ever
damn you're really uneducated, it goes back to the greeks
I went to college and have taken multiple psych courses
my condolences
my vessel is my tummy, and i fill it with yumyums but poopoo them out :^[
the buffet is my street whore, they call her cracker barrel
WASH AWAY THE ANGER
HERE I STAND,
BENEATH THE WARM AND SOOTHING RAIN,
THE DROPLETS FALLING GENTLY,
DOWN ON THE TERRAIN
WASH AWAY THE SORROW,
ALL THE STAINS OF TIME,
BUT THERE'S NO MEMORY
IT'S ONLY DRY INSIDE
WHEN ITS A JAR
Made you smile.
Now sleep!
mike with full respect you are creepy.