Another day another shit tier Elegiac shitpost

Quote from: Elegiac on January 13, 2015, 11:10:52 AM

Quote from: BritishLemön on January 13, 2015, 11:09:01 AM

Another day another shit tier Elegiac shitpost

Your avatar says it all. I'd let you suck my balls but you're too damn ugly. Inside.

Which avatar?

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Message to my future wife

Getting you off the streets won't be the best thing I ever do, objectively, as far as that goes; but I've learned how to embrace subjectivity and make it work for me. You probably think very little of me right now; but you've never really known me, whereas I can read you like a book, as I do most things. I think the ability has made me lazy, self-indulgent and cynical like my beloved species. Anyway, I ramble.

You might still be free when I get to you; I know you've worked hard to be free, as you've worked hard on most things which take your fancy, even if your view of freedom is somewhat... self-serving. Or... you might be a wife. You might have children, or be with child. To be divorced or divorcee, I don't care. I'll be gentle.

You probably think very little of me right now, but I don't mind. If you're a can of worms then I'm a can opener. You've been vain and cruel and thoughtless and you'll accept my arrogance. You won't wear a ring- unless we absolutely must, and in that case it better be a pretty fucking cool ring- a happy, generously wide asshole like me will be ring enough for you.

We'll be wealthy and famous. They'll like me more than you, but you'll still feel secure, listened to, loved and and smug, as we all should during our single life. We'll do good deeds, as is my wont.

Of course this future may never come to pass for us, because, as always, I leave the choice in your hands.

Quote from: DAS B00T x2 on January 13, 2015, 11:28:35 AM

Quote from: Elegiac on January 13, 2015, 11:02:20 AM

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Message to my future wife

Getting you off the streets won't be the best thing I ever do, objectively, as far as that goes; but I've learned how to embrace subjectivity and make it work for me. You probably think very little of me right now; but you've never really known me, whereas I can read you like a book, as I do most things. I think the ability has made me lazy, self-indulgent and cynical like my beloved species. Anyway, I ramble.

You might still be free when I get to you; I know you've worked hard to be free, as you've worked hard on most things which take your fancy, even if your view of freedom is somewhat... self-serving. Or... you might be a wife. You might have children, or be with child. To be divorced or divorcee, I don't care. I'll be gentle.

You probably think very little of me right now, but I don't mind. If you're a can of worms then I'm a can opener. You've been vain and cruel and thoughtless and you'll accept my arrogance. You won't wear a ring- unless we absolutely must, and in that case it better be a pretty fucking cool ring- a happy, generously wide asshole like me will be ring enough for you.

We'll be wealthy and famous. They'll like me more than you, but you'll still feel secure, listened to, loved and and smug, as we all should during our single life. We'll do good deeds, as is my wont.

Of course this future may never come to pass for us, because, as always, I leave the choice in your hands.

Pardon me, I need to go set fire to a kitten to get the taste out of my mouth.

Good you never were someone I cared about impressing, as your username implies. Btw, do you get pussy? I assume Nexus does... even though I can't remember what he looks like. I don't get pussy but I could probably get more pussy than him if I played the game. What is your qualification?- if I may be so bold.

Quote from: Elegiac on January 13, 2015, 11:37:34 AM

Quote from: DAS B00T x2 on January 13, 2015, 11:28:35 AM

Quote from: Elegiac on January 13, 2015, 11:02:20 AM

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Message to my future wife

Getting you off the streets won't be the best thing I ever do, objectively, as far as that goes; but I've learned how to embrace subjectivity and make it work for me. You probably think very little of me right now; but you've never really known me, whereas I can read you like a book, as I do most things. I think the ability has made me lazy, self-indulgent and cynical like my beloved species. Anyway, I ramble.

You might still be free when I get to you; I know you've worked hard to be free, as you've worked hard on most things which take your fancy, even if your view of freedom is somewhat... self-serving. Or... you might be a wife. You might have children, or be with child. To be divorced or divorcee, I don't care. I'll be gentle.

You probably think very little of me right now, but I don't mind. If you're a can of worms then I'm a can opener. You've been vain and cruel and thoughtless and you'll accept my arrogance. You won't wear a ring- unless we absolutely must, and in that case it better be a pretty fucking cool ring- a happy, generously wide asshole like me will be ring enough for you.

We'll be wealthy and famous. They'll like me more than you, but you'll still feel secure, listened to, loved and and smug, as we all should during our single life. We'll do good deeds, as is my wont.

Of course this future may never come to pass for us, because, as always, I leave the choice in your hands.

Pardon me, I need to go set fire to a kitten to get the taste out of my mouth.

Good you never were someone I cared about impressing, as your username implies. Btw, do you get pussy? I assume Nexus does... even though I can't remember what he looks like. I don't get pussy but I could probably get more pussy than him if I played the game. What is your qualification?- if I may be so bold.

You're trying so hard it's fucking adorable.

But still cringey.

Quote from: Elegiac on January 13, 2015, 11:46:00 AM

Quote from: ʕっ•ᴥ•ʔっ Nick Mc ʕっ•ᴥ•ʔっ on January 13, 2015, 11:38:20 AM

Quote from: Elegiac on January 13, 2015, 11:37:34 AM

Quote from: DAS B00T x2 on January 13, 2015, 11:28:35 AM

Quote from: Elegiac on January 13, 2015, 11:02:20 AM

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Message to my future wife

Getting you off the streets won't be the best thing I ever do, objectively, as far as that goes; but I've learned how to embrace subjectivity and make it work for me. You probably think very little of me right now; but you've never really known me, whereas I can read you like a book, as I do most things. I think the ability has made me lazy, self-indulgent and cynical like my beloved species. Anyway, I ramble.

You might still be free when I get to you; I know you've worked hard to be free, as you've worked hard on most things which take your fancy, even if your view of freedom is somewhat... self-serving. Or... you might be a wife. You might have children, or be with child. To be divorced or divorcee, I don't care. I'll be gentle.

You probably think very little of me right now, but I don't mind. If you're a can of worms then I'm a can opener. You've been vain and cruel and thoughtless and you'll accept my arrogance. You won't wear a ring- unless we absolutely must, and in that case it better be a pretty fucking cool ring- a happy, generously wide asshole like me will be ring enough for you.

We'll be wealthy and famous. They'll like me more than you, but you'll still feel secure, listened to, loved and and smug, as we all should during our single life. We'll do good deeds, as is my wont.

Of course this future may never come to pass for us, because, as always, I leave the choice in your hands.

Pardon me, I need to go set fire to a kitten to get the taste out of my mouth.

Good you never were someone I cared about impressing, as your username implies. Btw, do you get pussy? I assume Nexus does... even though I can't remember what he looks like. I don't get pussy but I could probably get more pussy than him if I played the game. What is your qualification?- if I may be so bold.

You're trying so hard it's fucking adorable.

But still cringey.

Oh shit. Nick has game. Look, I'm just quoting the names that I can remember that seemed like they were smooth. Which amounts to nexus, risay and a few others if I'm pushed.

By all means, make me try harder, Mr Nick. I didn't realise you were.. somebody. But I suppose it makes sense.

Aw stop, you're being so cute!