I feel like there's a poem dying inside of me and it'll die unless I pull out its dismembered parts and operate, but it keeps coming out incomplete and broken... made up of parts that don't even describe themselves. Parts that may not even be related. Here, let me dribble some out spontaneously:


escape
dying inside
warm gust
throw cold up
there's a poem dying inside me
it must come out
I need to operate

moth?

fought the light
fine and even
died, breaking
beating itself senseless
breathing
come out

come out
incomplete
dies

rambling, hodge-podge bullshit ARRRGGGHHHH

it's like I have a psychedelic chestburster in me, but the damn thing is too fucking confused to just GET OUT

Stop being so edgy.

What? Don't be so plebby, this is serious business.

Quote from: The Waifu Master on September 15, 2014, 08:58:47 AM

Stop being so edgy.

What? Don't be so plebby, this is serious business.

>Being this mad

Sleep on it.

I've been sleeping on it for about two or three weeks. It ebbs, and then it rises up again, each time a little more insistent. But you're right. I'm obviously pregnant and I'll just have to wait out the term.

Speaking of writing, I still have an essay I have to finish, but I can't. :/

What's the issue?

Quote from: BioSmiley on September 15, 2014, 09:03:53 AM

Speaking of writing, I still have an essay I have to finish, but I can't. :/

What's the issue?

I can't think of an ending. I'm supposed to type it, so I did, my compy froze killing all my work (Screw you, Google Drive) and it's due today, and it's part of a group thing. No pressure.
*has mental breakdown*

Quote from: Elegiac on September 15, 2014, 09:06:08 AM

Quote from: BioSmiley on September 15, 2014, 09:03:53 AM

Speaking of writing, I still have an essay I have to finish, but I can't. :/

What's the issue?

I can't think of an ending. I'm supposed to type it, so I did, my compy froze killing all my work (Screw you, Google Drive) and it's due today, and it's part of a group thing. No pressure.
*has mental breakdown*

What are you going to do?

Quote from: Elegiac on September 15, 2014, 09:04:11 AM

Quote from: Yutaka on September 15, 2014, 09:01:53 AM

Sleep on it.

I've been sleeping on it for about two or three weeks. It ebbs, and then it rises up again, each time a little more insistent. But you're right. I'm obviously pregnant and I'll just have to wait out the term.

Who's the father?

autofellatio

Quote from: BioSmiley on September 15, 2014, 09:07:58 AM

Quote from: Elegiac on September 15, 2014, 09:06:08 AM

Quote from: BioSmiley on September 15, 2014, 09:03:53 AM

Speaking of writing, I still have an essay I have to finish, but I can't. :/

What's the issue?

I can't think of an ending. I'm supposed to type it, so I did, my compy froze killing all my work (Screw you, Google Drive) and it's due today, and it's part of a group thing. No pressure.
*has mental breakdown*

What are you going to do?

Continue having mental breakdowns till I figure something out.

    and I eat a chip

  a snack from the potatoes

 preparing to crunch 

Quote from: The Waifu Master on September 15, 2014, 09:06:46 AM

Quote from: Elegiac on September 15, 2014, 09:05:39 AM

Don't be mad lol, I'm sure you're not really a pleb or whatever, but that was a pretty coarse thing to post as a response, you sorta deserved to be called a pleb.

Get off the edge, Ele, it's not worth it.

*witty reply*

Dicks.

my shitty haikus

they are a prime example

of why i don't write

I think they're lovely.

you motherfuckers

are giving me too much hope

for writing more shit

*shakes Ryle*
Do it you furry Bosh'tet! :3

and i drink a beer

an ale admist the cocktails

preparing to binge

You and me both compatriot. I'm in shambles. Can't get my gears turning to complete my work. I can't write or draw nothin'