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dear_mun2014-01-04 09:42 am
aaron_agate) wrote in dear_mun2014-01-04 09:42 am
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A rant and request for some love on bakerstreet memes
This is fucking great. I go from being miser of the year to rolling in shit to do, with approximately zero space in between! Thanks mun, no really, thank you.
Did you know, other muns, or other characters -- fuck this I don't fucking care who's reading this grand opus -- that I've been around for ten years? TEN FUCKING YEARS. I'm TEN YEARS OLD MOTHERFUCKERS! GIVE ME A GOD DAMNED CAKE! (With a car in. Or maybe a stripper. MAYBE TEN STRIPPERS. SURPRISE ME!) Do you know how much of that time I have been sitting in a box getting zilcho love and attention? I'm aneedy, whiny bitch MUN FUCK THE FUCK RIGHT OFF NOW, DON'T YOU START.
Since I can't say it. Don't judge my throat clearing.
Ahem. I have been stuck in a box (dick jokes here) for it's gotta be about 70% of the time. For those who cannot extrapolate the data, that would be a solid
I don't give a shit about your graduating, moving across the country, getting full time work and sparkly mun healing changeo powerup scenes. I've been wanting out and about.
So, clappers, mun. You did it! And for all my stunted growth, a three-year-old character in a ten-year-old fantastic brainbeast-figure, I'll keep being my amazing self if you just reply your goddamned fingers off. Alright? Okay?
Now I've got a shopping list, see if you can't chop chop and get that filled for me, lovely meaty sack-lass.
Me and Kay or KTFE or whatever the fuck you want to call that cinderpile fuckapuss -- keep doing that. You've assumed direct control of her mun, or whatever you want to call a ~relationship~ so you've got access. Just keep at that. You know why. (Here's where this can be used appropriately: ">3" and fuck I hate teenager-origin'd smilies but what the hell.)
Keep looking for fine and dandy people over at thatbakerstreet place. (Another rant for another day: why are all the fucking amazing people in my life ones that come from media that isn't their mun's brains? Do you know how fucking awkward it is to be the one OC at the ball? I feel like a motherfuckin' Disney Princess -- fuck nevermind that analogy is going sideways.) Just whatever you do, if there's someone I like fucking about with, don't go and leave them hanging on me, huh? I don't give a shit that it's a memeing community. I give as little a shit again that others are going to piss off in the middle of my soliloquizing. Sure it's memes, nobody says anything to anybody. All the more reason to make it stick when it works, huh? Huh?
This me and Fa thing is pretty much over with. SURPRISE, I don't much care for her, she ran off with a good chunk of my proverbial leg, wormed her way into K's heart with her saccharine style to fuckin' spite me, tried to worm her way back into mine. Nope. Done with it. She can have her life, I'm not gonna bitch slap her for doing her thing with K, but I'm through trying to make nice. Don't steer her near me, huh?
(Oh alright, here: DUBCON TW AHEAD. FUCK IT I'M ON YOUR SIDE ALREADY DON'T FUCKING SHIT ON MY NIPPLES ABOUT SURPRISE HATING THE SAME THING YOU DO!)
And for fuck's sake, don't drop me inthe_love_hotel again. I got problems with their operating system and the bitches ain't one. The first time was kinda alright with Rangiku (aka Miss Lovely Jubblies 2012 and onward I'm sure) but I don't meet & fuck. I'm a classy gentleman who deserves respect and the sight of a touch of ankle before I'm gonna whip my extremely handsome red shaft of power out and go chasing maidens around an enclosed building. Fuck that. Fuck the aphro, fuck the sick fuck themes. Go fuck yourself, hotel, I'm not gonna join in on your "oh but I was drugged" games anymore. Anyone wants this body it's gonna be because I'm a sweet piece of ass and they know it!
Fuck!
Alright, so that rant's done. All of you that are still here, shower me in praise and affection given my extremely geriatric state of ten fucking years. I might add you to my will! Show me the love.
Did you know, other muns, or other characters -- fuck this I don't fucking care who's reading this grand opus -- that I've been around for ten years? TEN FUCKING YEARS. I'm TEN YEARS OLD MOTHERFUCKERS! GIVE ME A GOD DAMNED CAKE! (With a car in. Or maybe a stripper. MAYBE TEN STRIPPERS. SURPRISE ME!) Do you know how much of that time I have been sitting in a box getting zilcho love and attention? I'm a
Since I can't say it. Don't judge my throat clearing.
Ahem. I have been stuck in a box (dick jokes here) for it's gotta be about 70% of the time. For those who cannot extrapolate the data, that would be a solid
SEVEN YEARS
I don't give a shit about your graduating, moving across the country, getting full time work and sparkly mun healing changeo powerup scenes. I've been wanting out and about.
So, clappers, mun. You did it! And for all my stunted growth, a three-year-old character in a ten-year-old fantastic brainbeast-figure, I'll keep being my amazing self if you just reply your goddamned fingers off. Alright? Okay?
Now I've got a shopping list, see if you can't chop chop and get that filled for me, lovely meaty sack-lass.
Me and Kay or KTFE or whatever the fuck you want to call that cinderpile fuckapuss -- keep doing that. You've assumed direct control of her mun, or whatever you want to call a ~relationship~ so you've got access. Just keep at that. You know why. (Here's where this can be used appropriately: ">3" and fuck I hate teenager-origin'd smilies but what the hell.)
Keep looking for fine and dandy people over at that
bakerstreet place. (Another rant for another day: why are all the fucking amazing people in my life ones that come from media that isn't their mun's brains? Do you know how fucking awkward it is to be the one OC at the ball? I feel like a motherfuckin' Disney Princess -- fuck nevermind that analogy is going sideways.) Just whatever you do, if there's someone I like fucking about with, don't go and leave them hanging on me, huh? I don't give a shit that it's a memeing community. I give as little a shit again that others are going to piss off in the middle of my soliloquizing. Sure it's memes, nobody says anything to anybody. All the more reason to make it stick when it works, huh? Huh?This me and Fa thing is pretty much over with. SURPRISE, I don't much care for her, she ran off with a good chunk of my proverbial leg, wormed her way into K's heart with her saccharine style to fuckin' spite me, tried to worm her way back into mine. Nope. Done with it. She can have her life, I'm not gonna bitch slap her for doing her thing with K, but I'm through trying to make nice. Don't steer her near me, huh?
(Oh alright, here: DUBCON TW AHEAD. FUCK IT I'M ON YOUR SIDE ALREADY DON'T FUCKING SHIT ON MY NIPPLES ABOUT SURPRISE HATING THE SAME THING YOU DO!)
And for fuck's sake, don't drop me in
the_love_hotel again. I got problems with their operating system and the bitches ain't one. The first time was kinda alright with Rangiku (aka Miss Lovely Jubblies 2012 and onward I'm sure) but I don't meet & fuck. I'm a classy gentleman who deserves respect and the sight of a touch of ankle before I'm gonna whip my extremely handsome red shaft of power out and go chasing maidens around an enclosed building. Fuck that. Fuck the aphro, fuck the sick fuck themes. Go fuck yourself, hotel, I'm not gonna join in on your "oh but I was drugged" games anymore. Anyone wants this body it's gonna be because I'm a sweet piece of ass and they know it!Fuck!
Alright, so that rant's done. All of you that are still here, shower me in praise and affection given my extremely geriatric state of ten fucking years. I might add you to my will! Show me the love.