kcattasinep: a wasteland of clouds can be of no more than a palace i throw the windows open wide, whatever error in my accent, trivial static, bounce up from the scarlet carpet echo descent the arid tide
Afext: hm
Afext: really
kcattasinep: brad, just kill yourself.
Afext: why?
kcattasinep: the insurmountable angst will not set you free.
Afext: nah but eventually it will subside and we'll all be happy
kcattasinep: who invented the reaper?
Afext: i dont know, who?
kcattasinep: mccormick
kcattasinep: cyrus.
kcattasinep: miccormick
Afext: hm
kcattasinep: anyway.
kcattasinep: kill yourself.
Afext: I dont want to
Afext: I have no urge
kcattasinep: tivial static.
Afext: uh..huh...
Afext: life is pretty good, im happy
Afext: everything is going my way actually
kcattasinep: I do not like your lack of punctuation.
kcattasinep: Nevermind.
kcattasinep: Punctuation is bullshit.
Afext: I'm sorry.
Afext: You sound like william
kcattasinep: brad come back to earth.
kcattasinep: ravaged and plundered and ripped her and bit her.
kcattasinep: stuck her with knives in the side of dawn.
kcattasinep: and tide her with fences.
kcattasinep: earth.
kcattasinep: come back.
Afext: i was pretty sure i was on earth, pal
kcattasinep: rite.
kcattasinep: go to bed, child.
Afext: 'rite'?
kcattasinep: v. riiiigghht
kcattasinep: i like the quick short rite.
kcattasinep: riiiiggghht... is, horrible, infact.
Afext: uh huh
Afext: you know I will never kill myself, right?
kcattasinep: like father, stepfather.
Afext: what?
kcattasinep: Brad, we all kill ourselves.
kcattasinep: but, i am in no mood for this.
kcattasinep signed off at 9:35:08 PM.