#imreallynotthatcrazy

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im-really-not-that-crazy replied to your post: [no but seriously fandom secret Janice was going...

// this kills the man

[reasons why i didnt do it exhibit b]

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[text] Oh, that's just sad, Ev. Even I know what TMNT is. [text] You know what, ignore me. I'm just gonna go read this here novel and look at my life. [text] Self-examination is good for you, you know.

[text] ...Yeah...

[text] Well, have fun then, love.

[text] Self examination is time consuming nooooo

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[text] I think they're talking about trying to attack me. Maybe I should just kill them and be done with it. [text] Nah. I'll release them into the sewers- WAIT. [text] If I release them into the sewer, will they find a bucket of radioactive sludge and become [text] TEENAGE MUTANT NINJA TURTLES? [text[ It's a legitimate question.

[text] Um. Kind of odd coming from the young lady who was just cooing about how they were all in a giant turtle pile or something.

[text] ???

[text] Um

[text] ...Would you hit me if I told you I haven't the foggiest idea as to what you're talking about?

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[text] I didn't find it, it found me. It was just sitting in the middle of my apartment one day, chilling and incubating eggs in a nest when they exploded and BAM. Baby turtles. [text] Just take one of the bloody things. Literally bloody. One of them nicked me and is now rolling around in a minuscule droplet puddle of my blood. [text] It is equal parts adorable and disgusting. I want to hug it and then get violently ill behind a bush. [text] Please take one. Take the one with walking problems.

[text] No. That is an image I did not need ever.

[text] ??? That's nasty. No. Gross. I don't want a turtle covered with your blood, man, that's messed up.

[text] You don't hug turtles though. The latter is, uh, while a vivid image not one that I needed any time soon.

[text] /I don't want a turtle./

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[text] Hey Ev, these turtles are getting pretty big. You sure you don't want one? [text] I think they're snapping turtles. One of them tried to bite my finger off. [text] Aww, they're completely adorable when they're not trying to kill me. They're turtle snuggling. All 23 of them. :D

[text] Pretty sure, honey.

[text] ...Please try not to lose any fingers. That's kind of not a thing I'd like to see happen. I like your fingers where they are, thereby you should keep them. But hey it's America, do what you want man.

[text] Everything's adorable when they're not trying to kill you. 23? Holy shit. Where did you even find an impregnated turtle?

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((SO.

I know I've been effectively not around for the last like four days and for this I deeply apologize. Life happened, school happened, blah blah blah. I'm truly sorry.

That also means I've lost pretty much every reply/thread/whatever in my dash.

So, if there's a thread we had going that you'd like to continue, message me and I'll try to dig for it.

If you don't care overmuch, or have a brilliant new idea, start up a thread and tag me.

If you want to thread but don't have any starter ideas, message me and I'll think something up.

I'm Canadian, which means Thanksgiving is this weekend for me. I get to spend a grand total of SEVEN HOURS in transit tomorrow, which includes a fun three hours of sitting in a train station because apparently Via and GO can't get their shit together.

SO PLEASE. I NEED SOMETHING TO DO.

I love each and every one of you, and I hate feeling like I've missed anything, and I would hate for you to feel like I've ignored you so please just bEAT ME TO DEATH WITH WORDS AND I WILL ANSWER T.T ))

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[text] Oh. Well. Okay then. Fine. Be that way. [text] Also, tiger /cubs/ are adorable.

[text] They are, they're just high maintenance. It was a bitch raising her to this point, certainly do not want to repeat that.

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Too Late (( MWAHAHAHA))

Dear Spark,

I'm so tired. I've been awaKe for twEnty two yEars, and each day it gets harder and harder to keeP my eyeS open. I want to sleep. So sleep I sHall.

I don't know If I waNt to wake up.

You saId the same thiNg to me when you got shot, that perhaps dying is like fallinG asleep, that you were so tired and that it was okay, that you were ready.

I'm ready. I'm gone.

I'm...so....

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With Love,

Everett March Graves