I just wrote 2042 words (7-10 A4 pages) or 10671 characters to Neo trying to paint a picture of my troubles in life and the existential/social/economic crisis of the FUBAR situation that I am currently in.

Boys...and girl, be careful when leaving an open invitation to someone who may type more layers of deep contemplative and reflective text than the world's brightest and fastest writers.

Sometimes you just gotta say NO, "I won't* always be here to read anything you wanna let go of, just feel free to msg me :)"

I never asked for this ability, but I do ask you all...the next time my brain goes on overdrive and I start spewing philosophical jargon on the state of the current world and how the entire universe can be grasped within the limitless boundaries of our imagination.

Reach through your monitors, SLAP ME IN MY DERP FACE, and say;
♥♥♥♥♥ GO WRITE A PUBLISHER A BOOK AND LEAVE ME ALONE!

Wake up, Neo. The Matrix has you...
follow the white TRAIL OF HUGE ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ WALLS OF TEXT!

© BraveHeart