It's my goal in life to be the most normal person in the room. When I'm on my deathbed, gasping for my last breaths of air, looking back on my long, tortuous, surely eventful life, my final thoughts will be about whether I was satisfactorily normal, because that's what life is all about; the impression of myself as normal supplies the majority of my happiness and self-esteem. Please just call me normal for God's sake, Internet stranger.
See you later, Peta. I'm staying at home this Friday. That is, however, not my usual routine, especially now that I'm on holidays. Indeed, I also possess quite the collection of known entities/acquaintances, "friends" as you call them. And I will peruse of the social communication that I have with them in due time.
I finally clipped my nails. And now, I will go and drink to my heart's content with my good friends, whom I have in real life, that is to say, I am not a pathetic psychologically damaged friendless failure excessively invested in an Internet community, in other words, I am a happy and well-adjusted individual, who is socially graceful and very handsome, and will likely not post in this thread again for the duration of the night, and perhaps not at all the next day, while you losers keep posting angrily in this thread.
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lol
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Take a break Retti.
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imagine me nodding and saying "yeah" ten times, give or take.
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that's the sole reason you've treated me like since then saying i betrayed you and ill bring it out in the open because im tired of your passive-aggressive bs
