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Connecting to server...
You're now chatting with a random stranger. Say hi!
You: HELLO
Stranger: HELLO
Stranger: you seem nice
You: its because i smell nice
Stranger: yes indeed you do! i have candy inside my van!
Stranger: want some?
You: sure thing paps !
Stranger: now riddle me this
Stranger: if food could talk would you still eat it without feeling guilty?
You: i would smack that son of a bitch in the face and pound it down my throat
You: mans gotta do what mans gotta do
Stranger: i agree i would even go a step further
Stranger: buy several burgers and make them watch while i eat their freinds
Stranger: laughing while they cry
You: but if food would talk
You: then they would also have to eat
You: i would feed their parents to those little burgers
You: then eat them
Stranger: oh yes that my good sir is a brilliant plan
Stranger: i ´think cannibalism wouldn't be looked down apon anymore if all food could talk
Stranger: you could argue that another person in that world IS food
You: yup
You: then i must ask you
You: if food could talk and eat would it have a soul?
Stranger: i would like to say yes acctualy mostly because of religion
Stranger: i want to see some extrimest burgers
Stranger: a burger jihad
You: atheist burgers
You: hindu burgers would be cool
Stranger: i would have to agree
You: "if we live this life right we might reborn as big mac's"
Stranger: how can a burger live their life uncorrectly?
Stranger: not be tasty?
You: but if you suck and fail at life you will born as one of those little white castle burgers
You: yes
You: not to be tasty
You: its bad karma right there
Stranger: yeah bad karma indeed! you know what i would like to do? have a deep conversation with my burger... fool him into thinking we were freinds and that i wouldn't eat him... and in the end betray him
Stranger: hear him scream " i though we were freinds!!"
You: i would recreate scenarios from star wars
You: i would make a burger
You: and told him that his father died long ago
You: and just when im gonna eat him i would confess to him that im his father
Stranger: oh wow! that is a master peice of evil
Stranger: i would bet there would be groups like peta and someother people that would say "burgers can think! don't eat them!!!"
Stranger: and then they would die of starvation
Stranger: and the world would be better for it
You: oh yes
You: we would get rid of those cocky little hippies
Stranger: yes then the price of weed will go down because demand is low!
Stranger: we would move onto a age of enlightenment
You: and slowly violence would wither away from this world
Stranger: yes all of that would happen if burgers could talk
Stranger: do you think that if a burger fucked a cheese burger what type of burger would they bring into this world?
You: in order to know that we must first find out what abilities of a burger are passed down to one generation to another
Stranger: yes yes of course
You: and how burger chromosomes work
Stranger: and also we must account for burger racism
Stranger: would a cheese burger look at a normal burger as something infirrior?
You: naziburgers
Stranger: if that is so would a cheese burger even consider to mate with a normal burger
Stranger: yes nazi burgers! they must clense the unclean
Stranger: or the enferrior race
Stranger: the irony of this is that there is a bigger chance that they will be eaten first
You: but what if burgers would rebel against us
You: a hundred year long war of survival between humans and burgers
Stranger: yes but like you said what would burgers eat? and how would they age?
You: burgers life span isn't long
You: but what they consume
You: hmm
You: intresting question
Stranger: yes i would agree
Stranger: but man created burger
Stranger: if the burgers rebelled would man continue creating burgers?
You: new genesis would born
You: "man created burger as his own image and for time - it was good"
Stranger: but the burgers rebelled
Stranger: jucyfur fell from grace
Stranger: burgers would see us as their god
Stranger: i think with that in mind they would see their sacrifice as a way of appeasing th gods
You: but what gods would burgers worship
You: man?
Stranger: yes because we created them... we are the creators we are the alpha and omega the beggining and the end
Stranger: we created them and we destroy them
Stranger: we destroyed them*
You: yes
You: magnificent
You: but
You: what would happen if one burger would chance it all
You: know as the messiah burger
Stranger: yes a burger that was eaten but on the third day rised up again
You: a burger who beat the grip of eating
Stranger: that killed the god from the inside
You: yes
You: but what about the antimessiah
You: a burger who betrays his own kind for the sake of man
Stranger: yes he would sell ouut his own kind for a longer life
Stranger: but he would be lonely
Stranger: regreting his betrayel every day
Stranger: in the end he would kill himself
You: yes
You: and all this only because burgers talk
Stranger: yes it would be a chaotic world
Stranger: i also think racism in humans would also end
Stranger: black people can talkl and burgers can talk
Stranger: you eat burgers
Stranger: ergo you hate burgers more then you hate black people
You: nazis and black people would be friends
You: new ideal would rise
You: human supremacy
Stranger: Mc donald would change their name to Mc nazi
Stranger: a though just hit me
Stranger: because peta cares more about food then acctual people... i think that they would start eating people instead of burgers
You: yeas
Stranger: yes
Stranger: well thank you for this deep deep chat i had with you
Stranger: i am off
You: yes
You: good bye and thank you for this thrilling converstation
Stranger: yes our theories could change the world

Covered from head to toe in lighting,
it's constantly changing when I'm around.
Days left before this is over and done with.

The sheets keep whispering "will you make it through this day?"

I'll practice making scenarios that aren't really there.
The corner hasn't helped in so long it speeds everything up now.

Back and forth, walking every piece of baggage off of me.
Hope when it hits the ground they turn to ash.
Sing the words even though they don't make sense at all.

I believe letters keep me warm.
I believe letters keep me company.

Tonight and forever in this room with mood lighting.
Even though it doesn't make sense.

Vuoden vaihteessa

Penkki 80 kg
Kyykky 130 kg
Maastaveto 140 kg

It all crumbles beneath me
I can take the time to be here
I can take the kill

I walk back and forth
You're stuck between the walls
I will come forth
I try to reason but I'm still there
It is the other side of your words?
Where the meaning don't relate

So we compensate

The other side of my mind
Tries to make its way inside
My conscience won't be with me tonight
Thought i could see the light and you could see it too

Does this make me horrible?
My judgment fails to be the truth
Now with open ground at my feet

I conquer all the things detaining me
Habits fracture and try to drain
The wretched guilt that dwells in me

Try to justify yourself
It's your mistake - be accountable
Why do you blame the people around you?

Thank you spotify for expanding my musical experience. <3

Joo mitä vittuuaa meikä tykkkäää iha vitusti eminemin white america -rallatuksesta. :DDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD

I've drowned my conscience and cast another stone.
I took to preaching while dancing on the code.
I can't see where I've been and only god knows where I'll be.
But there must be a place for a wretch like me.

Oh, lord knows I'm tired,
But I, I, I won't rest my head until I'm home.
And if my hands find themselves another body, well,
You can't blame them for trying to keep warm.

Morals are simply a matter of time,
And where you lay your head's a question of pride.
But when it's said and done you'll find in the light,
That privilege and wit make me misfortune's child.

Can't tell collapse that it needs to slow down.
Can't tell death that it shouldn't come around.
And when they take my head and put it on a stake,
I know that guilt and disgrace keep the dead man awake.
Bartering your figure for a paralyzing love,
What have you done?

Deaddaughter

URPO