'Spleen'.When the low heavy sky weighs like a lid
Upon the spirit aching for the light,
And all the wide horizon's line is hid
By a black day sadder than any night;

When the changed earth is but a dungeon dank
Where batlike Hope goes blindly fluttering
And, striking wall and roof and mouldered plank,
Bruises his tender head and timid wing;

When like grim prison-bars stretch down the thin,
Straight, rigid pillars of the endless rain,
And the dumb throngs of infamous spiders spin
Their meshes in the caverns of the brain;

Suddenly, bells leap forth into the air,
Hurling a hideous uproar to the sky
As 'twere a band of homeless spirits who fare
Through the strange heavens, wailing stubbornly.

And hearses, without drum or instrument,
File slowly through my soul; crushed, sorrowful,
Weeps Hope, and Grief, fierce and omnipotent,
Plants his black banner on my drooping skull.



Yes, I can explain the concept of what a "Wussy" is quite easily.

If you say things like "waiting for your ur reply", you're communicating like a Wussy.

If you don't know what a Wussy is, you probably are one.

Guys who aren't Wussies know what a "Wussy" is because they usually MAKE FUN OF THEM a lot.

I know, I know... I'm being harsh.


This is out of control.

You know, you really suck!!