e os Louros Templários?

You're now chatting with a random stranger. Say hi!

You: I hate the world, bin laden give me a secret H-Bomb and I'll explode the entire world tomorrow ಠ_ಠ

Stranger: ಠ_ಠ

You: Há, hov are jou?

Stranger: ಠ_ಠ

You: I mean.. how are you, sir?

Stranger: ಠ_ಠ

You: Sorri, just 'cause I'm norwegian that doesn't mean I shall not intend...

Stranger: ಠ_ಠ

You: I'll see you in Heaven tomorrow

Stranger: ಠ______________ಠ

Your conversational partner has disconnected.

cetical letters

This is not going to be a beautiful, nor a very creepy essay.
Though, I'm making myself up in this very storming flashy moment,
because, well... I'm the damm Führer. (im not nazi too(just saying))


Well I was prettending to think about something reddish like blood, but now I think the colours speak by themselves hehehe. So they haven't spoken yet. I hadn't said anything too.

Stranger: Hey

You: Hahahahaha ಠ_ಠ

Stranger: Nice

You: I bet you cant laugh without smiling

Stranger: Its difficult

You: Try it.

You: Have a nice day.

Anyway, I haven't afforded myself any metaphor.

lasagnacat

do you like garfield?
have u ever heard about farmville? no?
are you emo?
do you like spriengfield?


papamr.burn@hotmail.com
( actual email )