I am he and you are me and we are she and we are all together
I took one look at your tree fort and I threw it in the puddle. That puddle is your life. Those hallibut that
swim there are your dillusions that you create to justify your existence. Your existance is a hallibut-filled
puddle with a tree fort in it. Hahahaha.
I had a life.
I had a metaphor for my life; it was a bed.
I had a simile for my life, it was like a blanket.
Once, there was an oppossum.
So, what's a nice girl like you doing in a chat room like this?
You know, I've been following your conversation all night.
Care to follow me to a private room for a little nightcap?
Did I tell you I'm a computer science major?
Ha ha ha!