Why are you reading this?
What do I look like to you? Can you see how hairy I am?
Why did you like this stupid post?
Can you hear my voice? Can you understand what I’m trying to say?
Definitions. Fucking definitions. Do we even agree on the definition of definitions?
Let’s argue about something useless. You think you’re right, or you think I’m wrong; either way you’re thinking about something based on your definitions.
I’m right. I’m right because I have logically constructed all my statements … What is logic?
You liked this post without even understanding what I’m trying to say. I don’t even know what I’m trying to say. Fucking semantics.
Why do we fucking argue? Fine! You’re right. You’re a absolutely right. You’re the best. And then what?
I need help, man. My clothes don’t fucking fit me any more. I have a major issue with my “body-image”. Why are you still here? Please don’t comment on this bullshit.
Categories: Conversations with Myself