Let's Hope This Won't Bore to Death...

Hello.

Bonjour,

Kia ora...

And yeah...that's about the limits of my hellos in different languages.

This is weird. Me talking to myself on the internet about nothing at all. I've never done this before...at least not realistically.

But I guess, as a writer, I have to experience this kind of stuff. It's valuable. Me just ranting on about shit all like an asylum escapee, it means something valuable. I can assure you, I have not been admitted to any mental health hospitals, so do not fear! I am entirely sane.

Entirely...sure. T h a t ' s w h a t m y m o t h e r

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when she dropped me at birth.

So, I thought that I'd start this up, and update a little coMMent or observation I make during most days. Did you hear that? MoSt days, not every single day. Like usual, I'll write when I feel like writing, not when I'm obliged to write.

I don't know whether or not you believe that what I have to say is of any use or worth any
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But HEY, that's your own choice. I won't force you into reading my mind badble, but I might turn up on your doorstep with a mAcHeTe.

Just kidding!

A machete wouldn't do the job! More like a machine gun. Now that I like.

Welcome to the end of the world.

Well, not the end of the world...

Welcome to the LIFE of me...though, sometimes you could confuse them as the same thing ;D

EX-Oh-EX-Oh
Your Beloved ;D