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05/22/10(Sat)11:37:18 No.230433XXX>>230432141
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2AM
is still my most hated time of the entire day. I wonder about if she
loves me and such things. Then she texts me the next morning: good
morning, love! How have you slept? xXxXx
It's not because I know
something other people don't. Or because I'm more social!
C'mon I'm
on /b/, how the hell could I be more social than others?
It's because
I found a girl who seemed nice, I started mailing her, she mailed back,
I asked her to get drinks together, we talked, we went to a movie, I
braught her home, nervously kissed her goodnight and a week later I went
to a café, gave the bartender a rose, told him to bring the rose when I
buy a drink, I get the girl, buy her a drink and the bartender gets the
rose with the drink. She is amazed and tells me she'd love to be mine.
That's
how simple a story starts. And that's how any Anon can act. Because we
all think alike, and yet we think different. We are great in
relatinships because we have felt what it is not to have one.
We
are Anonymous, we love our own and have plenty of love to spare. Even
though that might not be how you describe the internet hate machine...
Hate is just a variant of love, and we have plenty of hate.... |
