On the one hand, I'm depressed as fuck.
On the other hand, I'm too depressed to talk about it.
And on the third hand, I seem to be getting on everyone's nerves.
I don't know why I have a third hand.
Fuck this life. I'm going to sleep. I hope I don't wake up.
Hey erhm....
ForwardSlashExBackwardSlash, your name is a little difficult to uh.
Right. But anyway :biggrin: we'll just call you FSEBS.
No.... (sry). Sebs, then!
I'm here for you, for one? And for two--you cheated, you rascal. You can't have a third hand. (((sebs)))
(Well, one can
hope. I mean for all I know.... :tongue: )
Hey if you wakey wakey, pls PM me, ok?
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