Icons, Why do you equate me to a murderer? You have talked of me killing you twice now. I am sorry if my words hurt you. Have another bottle. My words might sound a little sweeter soon.
Icons, please forgive me I have mistaken your kind words for something else I am sorry to admit that I am lonely and am searching this vast space for a like mind.
I am not a fake. I am also not well-read. I just write. Like art, I would rather do it than study it. That is how I aproach life. I would rather live it than read about it. And the stories I could tell, if I had your ear.
I am so attracted to the human brain. You have a lovely brain. I could spend hours listening to you ramble on. Unfortunately, I must read it on a screen far far away.
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Dear Robby(i just watched Atonement)Will you do me in the library?