Today is Friday, July 2nd. This is a reminder for Ashliana to post in this thread repeatedly today.
We have goals to meet. Don't suddenly gain self awareness today.
Thank you.
Today is Friday, July 2nd. This is a reminder for Ashliana to post in this thread repeatedly today.
We have goals to meet. Don't suddenly gain self awareness today.
Thank you.
The object of life is not to be on the side of the majority, but to escape finding oneself in the ranks of the insane. ~ Marcus Aurelius“It's a beautiful thing, the destruction of words.”
― George Orwell, 1984
“The urge to shout filthy words at the top of his voice was as strong as ever.”
― George Orwell, 1984
:Slides the inmate her daily dose of quetiapine under the cell door:
The object of life is not to be on the side of the majority, but to escape finding oneself in the ranks of the insane. ~ Marcus Aurelius“It's a beautiful thing, the destruction of words.”
― George Orwell, 1984
“The urge to shout filthy words at the top of his voice was as strong as ever.”
― George Orwell, 1984
It's okay, Neveragain. If you keep posting in this thread, somehow you won't have made racist comments you got appropriately criticized for, and hilariously butthurt about.
I suppose part of it is also when you humiliated yourself by demonstrating that, despite being performatively interested in 1984, you understood zero of its messages. That was pretty funny, too. Stay mad, please.
Last edited by Ashliana; 07-02-2021 at 03:41 PM.
:slides some crayons and a coloring book under the cell door:
The object of life is not to be on the side of the majority, but to escape finding oneself in the ranks of the insane. ~ Marcus Aurelius“It's a beautiful thing, the destruction of words.”
― George Orwell, 1984
“The urge to shout filthy words at the top of his voice was as strong as ever.”
― George Orwell, 1984
It's okay, Neveragain. If you keep posting in this thread, somehow you won't have made racist comments you got appropriately criticized for, and hilariously butthurt about.
I suppose part of it is also when you humiliated yourself by demonstrating that, despite being performatively interested in 1984, you understood zero of its messages. That was pretty funny, too. Stay mad, please.