Styx

Hello there, havent spoken to you in awhile.

Would you classify 1984 as cyberpunk? Warhammer 40k is a tabletop wargame, and its entire premise is grimdarkskullsHURR!

Also this isn't Cyberpunk, but may I suggest the manga Bokurano? I found it a worthy read. It's Evangelion, but with even more screwed up characters.

I prefer the psychological aspect of Cyberpunk. Got any recommendations for me?

Meh forget about it, I can see where you were coming from, though a lot must have happened since I left staff, because wow he must have got those 4 fast. That was the main issue, I didn't realise he had 4. In which case it was fair enough.

ok thnx :3

hey can you plz make me a sig

You're entitled to your opinion :b you know I won't judge you for that. I don't expect you to like everyone that I like, nor do I expect you to dislike the people that I dislike, that would be rather selfish :v

So really, you have no need to feel like you offended me :glomp:

**** what people think, I wanna do my ****ing poetry so **** them and let me ****ing write and not feel like a wuss, bitches. >:C

...I mean, yeah, it might, but it feels good. If it feels good for me, then I'll do it, haha.
I just love answering questions in general, really. Maybe it gives me an excuse to talk about myself... I'm unsure.
Pride plays a large role in my life, sometimes I have too much and sometimes I just throw it away.
I'm strange!

Yeah, I'm gonna get off to bed now. I'll ask how you are tomorrow and stuff, because I feel I have spoken too much about myself.
Goodnight dearie, and again, thankyou.
<3

I did beleive that, until I realised it made it worse.
And yes, I act upon what I feel rather than thinking of what will happen.

And good lord, don't put me near those things. They make me so much worse than i am now, without the additional images which didn't take the effort to imagine myself.

As for the writing, it is working alright up to now. I don't think Harriet is happy with my peices, though. She found herself miserable after reading one peice... I laughed.
But, if you have any more questions, do ask them. I find a strange sens eof satisfaction answering questions for people.
:3

alright thnx man

I think it's a matter of being honest with myself, before being honest with those around me. That moment hit me last night and I need to vent things off my chest.

I'm probably too selfish to stand myself right now, and I feel like I love myself more and more each day, although when I look at the fine details, I know there is nothing to love about me.
It's just the plain fact that it's me and I get various compliments each day on my looks. that I have grown fond of the image of myself.
I thought that perhaps, if I look at the fine details of myself - inside and out - I would be able to become less of what I am, if you understand me.
It didn't work, and I enjoy what is happening around me; people - guys - are falling for me and stuff, and I lead them on, only to crush them and watch them crumble as I laugh in their faces.
Ha, I'm laughing now just thinking.

I have stopped myself from doing that stuff now, and for a week or so, I fell into a mellow routine.
Now it seems to have just exploded in my face and went on the high-rise again.
I woke up this morning, and I swear, I wanted to kill someone. I'd dreamt about it, woke up laughing and wanting to relive it again and again.

I suppose this time will pass shortly, and I'm testing the remedy of poetry and prose.

...Thanks for listening :v <3

Wow, thanks for noticing.
Well, it isn't as if i wanted to scream it out, and let everyone know, but I guess it made me feel kinda alright to know that someone read between the lines.

I've just gone strange lately. Not exactly '**** the world' but more of a '**** you up' mood.
I doubt you wish to hear my tedious rantings of emotions.

Thankyou. <3

Beat you to it ;)

Okay, I understand. :)

Hahaha, oh my, I've never thought of it that way. I actually really laughed at the aspect of a child jabbing a fork into it's mothers eye when her pudding has not been served at a fast enough pace.
I think I'll cross that off of my wishlist for now, then.
I guess I'll just stick to tolerating the younger cousins, and little else for the time being.

Oh jesus, I know.
I have the strange compulsion to hit them, and my mom was not happy to hear that I was under no circumstances going to have children.
Ever seen that Rhold Dahl - or something - film, matidla? I'd like a kid like her, if I ever had one. Quiet but intelligant.
...yeah right.

I hope everything goes well for you, too. I'm guessing you're older than me by a good couple of years, and are past "the exam period". Lucky person.

I'm alright I suppose, I had to tolerate children yesterday, which had its ups and downs. Children seem to like me for some unknown reason, and I hate them in return. I suppose my cousins are an exception, though. (:
Tonight and the oncoming week are gonna be rather busy for myself, too. But I suppose it's life and we can't do jack **** about it in some situations.
Gotta pull through, right? (:

Oh no, I didn't mean to claim you implied such a thing. I was just in one of my rambling moods, you know how it is.
Another apology for my abrupt ending the other night, it seems that it was rather rude of me.

Anyways, how're you?

Well yeah, I couldn't see them doing that either.
I really haven't listened at all, maybe I will now.
Your welcome, sorry if you didn't get the answer you wanted.

It's because my parents are constantly talking about people and artists that they heard of before/ listened to.
I don't listen to either of them, but I've heard of them and how they were controversal. :/
So I know who some people are, not a real big deal,aha.
Plus, you've been having good posts, so I decided to rep you on something that I actually sorta knew about from what I've heard.

I appreciate the long text, it resembles the effort and thought you have applied to the point you are making, and I love that more than anything when talking to others.
I do, like you, appreciate the happyness of those around me. I am a generally happy person, and I do not concider myself sad or depressed in the slightest. But, like many other things, that is what people assume.
Gets annoying after a while.

I don't know whether to call it a disorder or not, as I would say something is wrong somewhere in my head. I can wake up some mornings with such an urge to actually kill someone, I would keep myself away from others in my home and not let myself in the kitchen near the sharp objects.

Oh, Sorry for the abrupt ending, but I gotta go.
Shall we continue this tomorrow or some other time? I know I would be happy to talk more to you; intelligant conversations are lovely.

Ciao <3