I love it here. And even more than that, I love whom I've found here.



I have a nasty habit where whenever I consider all the factors relevant to a matter I, for some reason, strip every positive factor away from it all, and look at things in such a way where regardless of what is true I am, supposedly, alone. That's not true. And a good friend () once told me not to think that way. Simple advice, and not hard to heed...

...unless you loathe yourself. And that's not my case.

I like to think that I think like a large predatory animal, where regardless of whether or not I'm in a good mood, my mind stays visceral. There are far too many HORRIFIC thoughts that cross my mind on a consistent basis; not anything geared towards doing outward harm to someone, but the kinds of things that your average furry would spend a great deal of time mulling over before they proceeded to do something else. It's wicked, and genuinely. And it's a part of how I write in such overly forthcoming ways where an "advance" is more like an "assault," if not simply a "barrage." I have a mind that strives to "attack" a matter and "bleed it dry," or toy with the factors in play to where the outcome is entirely uncertain - the kind of mentality that would have others deeming you "batshit insane," "psychotic," and whatnot. It's more of an exercise to me. I don't think maliciously. I think deviously. And I liken the subjectivity of a matter to "prey," if not a "slave" that I intend to have my full, explicit "way" with...

...which can be utterly problematic because it basically means that I'm "always keyed up." And what's the proper measure necessary to combat this tension?



Realizing that I don't have to WANT to be a boss to BE a boss, and that I've constantly "got my claws ready" over nothing, lol... XD



My MAJOR PROBLEM is that I'm too busy trying to downplay my own motives and intentions. It's like I feel I must somehow try to COMPENSATE for what I do elsewhere here by purporting this "front" where I seem to not be as serious as I actually, REALLY fucking am...............bitch (okay, that was actually too much... !!!). I try to be level and NICE, when I actually want to fucking rape you all.........







I'm just in a very enjoyable, light-hearted mood right now.^^ I'm taking into consideration all of the POSITIVE factors, and, as the journal title implies, feeling grateful for what I have, and thankful towards who I know.

Things are looking up. I won't go into specifics, but I'm just very happy right now, and I want to celebrate it BY......taking my ass to sleep. XD I stay up 24/7 to take notice of what goes on on this website, and I need to take a loooong break, and rest. And play games.





And float upstairs to see what's going on because I smell something that smells delicious as all Heaven...





Yeah, maybe I need to just jet on up there to see what my cum is gonna subsist of in later time?

Until I Woke Up From The Madness - An Intermission Story

http://www.furaffinity.net/view/8905636/



There are 8 paragraphs total in that story.

The 5th paragraph is where I began writing, where it says "A subterranean environ." And I continued to write until the very end.

After that, I wrote out the four paragraphs above, starting from where the story actually begins.

I have an odd writing habit. Sometimes I provide the narration for sections that nothing else has actually developed towards yet (a sign of my generally random writing habits.). It's possible because whenever I write out a paragraph full of imagery (2nd-person/3rd-person narratives) or inner reflection (1st-person self-insertion narratives), I always aim to make every single paragraph iconic in itself. There's usually a very simple point to make; an easy to understand overview, which necessitates very specific information that may be considered both in foresight and in hindsight - the story develops both forward and backwards, if that makes any sense. It's a very simplistic technique, and it reminds me of the idea of "stages" in a videogame - progression and retrogression. If I have one piece of the puzzle, the rest of the pieces fall into place on account of how simplistic the general ideas were (where the "magic" lies in my most preferential choice of words for any given segment... ).

In other news, during all the copius skype chatting I spent the entire previous day doing, I had a sudden train of inspiration come to me concerning the continuation of the story "Why Am I Trapped In This Dream? - Part 2." What I've added serves to expound upon the nightmare Nigel had around the [not actual] beginning of the story, which entailed the sight of white, moon like eyes gazing intently down upon him.



In conclusion, here is that narration.

---

Other than what he bore witness to, something was very, very wrong. And it took a considerable ammount of time for him to just barely grasp the situation in its entirity. He did not think to deduce. The massive titan before him was still very much a stranger to him, but even so, he could feel himself bonding with her - that, or there was some manner of foul trickery at play, so he supposed. He knew to think of spirits in almost every matter that concerned him, for such was the uncertainty of fear that never failed to completely envelop him. Drawn to this monster, he almost thought to call it his mother. Or a mother, for what it was that he saw her doing. Her amber eyes bore down heavily upon his conscience; even his very will. Something was stirring in his belly, this feeling almost completely alien to him, yet not quite. It was something of a passively euphoric feeling that would come to him whenever he drew closer to Chanda; even moreso whenever her attention was particularly focused on him. And now was such a moment, as once he had focused well enough to have mustered up the courage to look directly at her face, the unfounded terrors that haunted him soon became more clairified. He could see those eyes, gazing down upon his own, DIRECTLY into his own. It was then that he was reminded of his nightmare. SHE was the being that gazed down upon him with white eyes like a full moon, only now there was an absence of such brightness in her eyes. But he could still make out her pupils, and once he had, he became mortified. He screamed aloud, tearing himself around to his rear to retreat back to his room for dear life. Stumbling; falling upon his face, even, he managed to reach his crude bedding in time (being that his room was so very massive), and he hid under his blanket and mumbled incoherently to himself, supposing he was offering a prayer to the gods, desperate for protection. Sometimes he was brave enough to peep out of his blanket, horrified at the thought that the giant might give chase, and follow him to his room. Time and again he looked forward towards the entrance to his room, panic stricken.

---

Of course there will be both additions and subtractions from what I've written here once I work it into the story, to properly balance out all of the transitive information in all good syntax (and correct spelling... XD ).

F5












Based on this

"Slobber jobs" are tops, as I'm sure you understand of my writing...

Assuming the biggest reason why you made your FA account was to simply "join in on the furry fun," ha ha...



Porn isn't "EVERYTHING," but can you argue with the "flavor enhancement" it adds to things?

Sure you can, and you do, lololol. I share some of your opinions concerning things like "WHY SO MUCH PORN?!?!" D8 and whatnot, feeling like whenever there's a huge surge in the stuff I'm being bludgeoned with copius COCK. Maybe you weren't informed on the REAL nature of the furry fandom, and know only of fursuiters and the cons they go to, which aren't as overly adult? XD



Hey, I like all things non-pornographic too (and also make such things). But there ain't nothin' stoppin' me from going full-on "Harlot of Babylon" on yo' asses... >:U

Sweet, sweet roleplay exercise, which I've needed for some time now.



I want to kick this negativity habit, and get back to the things that people love about me.

At some point after this (and after submitting it. ), I might continue one of my WIPs. I want to continue "Why Am I Trapped In This Dream - Part 2," because I want to further detail the frighteningly intimate moments had between Chanda and her female human sex slave, as well as the nature of the horror that it brings to Nigel for even seeing such a disturbing sight in his home.

The biggest problem with me "falling out of the writing habit" was probably just laziness, lol. I've been gaming, but I've had more than enough time to write.

I'll have a nice title for this RP at some point (if I ever get around to submitting it.).



Bringing the happiness back to this page...

It means that eventually, what I like as far as "dark interests" go eventually comes back to haunt me later on.

I like vore, and several other subjects that can be seen as being "dark" themes - it's the thought that counts. But eventually, basically, I get scared. I can only go on loving something "dark" for so long until I recoil and want something "nicer."

Part of me "falling out of the writing habit" was about what I write. I became frightened by the ideas I've expounded upon thus far, so I stopped. I would still write about them though, but I can't do that right now. Something is "wrong." Something isn't "connecting."

This would be a good opportunity to write about something more positive. But another reason I fell out of the habit is because I just became stale. I wanted to do other things instead of writing.

I also haven't been in much of an RPing mood. It comes down to that I'm just regressing. I'm looking back on what I know; what I've experienced, and I'm focusing on the simplest of things.



I've just been more of an observer than anything...



I hope you all are doing alright.

After reading the nature of my work, you might not believe that I have a fear of the dark.



I don't like walking around dark corners. I sometimes feel like there will be a huge ethereal and grotesque face on the other side that would literally scare the living crap out of me...

https://www.dropbox.com/s/50f29lbfl.....12-12%29.png?m



Depression...has never hurt this much... </3



I think of everything in tiers.

When I "suffer," I spend my time listening to custom edited loops like this: https://www.dropbox.com/s/awh8dj95v.....%20ReMix.m4a?m

...while eating things like this https://www.dropbox.com/s/6n71ox0l7.....17.36.21.jpg?m and this: https://www.dropbox.com/s/xyvsznq4k.....19.43.55.jpg?m and this: https://www.dropbox.com/s/rx016r604.....2015.14.36.jpg

...and watching pseudo-porn like this: https://www.dropbox.com/s/09ilfma76.....o%20hugs.mp4?m ( http://www.furaffinity.net/view/7781430/ ).



See, the reason it sucks to be me is because of things like that, as well as things like this:

Lightning (LV1) vs Squall (LV100) - Quick Battle 2





I have to convince myself that I'm "cool" with things like that, and this:

Gradius V [PS2] - Gameplay (Part 2)





So yeah, in summary, I just don't know WHAT I'm going to do..................next, that is.



Lol.



Try being content with all the stuff you have for a change. Don't worry. It will still be Year 2012/2013, and we'll all have our own pathetic reasons to think ourselves to be "better than the next kid," lol...

8-Bit version of "Do Your Ears Hang Low?"

http://z0r.de/2270



The world is "coming to an end" everywhere you look, but fuck that, 'cause I has Nintendo and ICE CREAM!!!



Still bobbing my head to dat fresh beat...



Yeah.

Xenogears (PS1) Deathblows: Fei, Citan

Xenogears (PS1) Deathblows: Elly, Bart, Rico

Xenogears (PS1) Deathblows: Billy, Emeralda

Play Xenogears.



You can get it on PSN if you have a PS3.





It's choke-full of religious controversy...

And what is "a nation under dominionism?" Simple.



It's a nation where everything YOU do with your free time must go through MY approval filter.



Sorry, but you need to stop playing Halo 4, because "Covenant" aliens are demons from Hell, and also because I say so.



Feel free to break my jaw and rip my eyes out since I'm being a domineering asshole...



Gtfo christianity. :V

There's the people who, quote, "make" art (photographers included, because their trade is to be respected for what they can do in it.).

There's people who preserve art (photographers of course, but also people who amass art from many others - commission FA accounts, among other things that define this.).

There's people who propagate art.

The list goes on, and several people are doing something that pools back into art appreciation - always a good thing to see in my book.



I want to address a problem I have with something.



What's the deal with artful people who look down on the kinds of people who:

- don't produce art in a place they can easily find?

- don't have much to say concerning art?

- don't have such detailed feedback to provide on art?



I touched base on this issue before, but differently.

When I say "I think of things in tiers," one thing I mean is that everyone sees art differently. There's no justice in calling someone "talentless" just because they don't participate.

Tiers. You have people like some of you and me, who make art and appreciate it just as much. Look on YouTube. Some people like to preserve the music of various artists on their accounts. Or, they like to include game videos, sometimes just for the sake of doing that, to give everyone a nice "show" to watch (i.e. People who play "flashy" games to show them off to everyone else.). Is it any guess why some FA users think to upload photos of their game collections, even though the AUP prohibits it?

Why is it that people never address the small things anymore? Have you ever stopped to think that even if someone doesn't care much for artistry, they may highly value their games? tl;dr Some people love games lots, and have a general UNDERSTANDING that tells them "Videogames are art." Still not a valid reason to upload game screenshots or newly purchased games here.

Take a moment to stop and consider how many people don't give the slightest fuck about what you do in art. Now, compare how many of them there are as compared to how many people DO care about art. In the end, there's less art appreciators than there are art observers.

But with observations come reactions. Some of the people who never participate in the artful activity actually do love the art very much. They just don't have much to say concerning it.

Consider how deep that can go. Some people love the art so much that it drives them wild. "Silly?" That's not for you to say, if you're one of the "culprits" responsible for causing that to happen. Do you ever stop to look back at the "trail" of evidence you leave behind?

"Trail of evidence." People downloading your work and reposting it elsewhere without your permission. Wow. I guess someone must've "loved" your work a little too much, huh?

Tiers. A drawing, writing, or musical piece that gets over 5,000 views may only ever get a bit over 80 comments. Not everyone has something to say to you on your work. Chances are, for a good 2,500 of those viewers, simply LOOKING AT the drawing, READING the textual work, or LISTENING to the music is enough.



This is why the current state of affairs in some places has become so "creepy..."



Do you ever stop to consider that others might be stalking you? That they might love your work so much that they love the very mention of you?

I'm not one to talk, but I always wonder something. What keeps people from posting all out rude and graphical comments on people's erotic works? Or, what keeps people from lavishing an artist with TMI concerning their work? I say this because in the cases of many of you, people repost your work on image sites. They repost your work because it gets them off, or because they just think it's "badass." Then they post rude comments on the site they posted your work on (e621, for example.).

For some people, that you even went the mile of making your art was enough, and that you even continue to do it is also enough. People can only take so much. I don't care if high-end graphics in games and art and whatnot is the standard these days, because people are only human, and they can only bear the sight, thought, and idea of so much. Most of what you people do is a friggin' overload on people's minds, and I'm already fully aware of how much of an ego boost that gives you. Shit. Some people probably feel inspired to keep making art BECAUSE of ego boosts (and now you know why MY production of writing has slowed to a crawl.).

You're no "god" because you "draw better" than others, or because you "write better" or "arrange/compose better." And that's subjective, and idiotic to even say - people like varying styles. What makes an "epic" drawing of a red dragon perched on a tower any better than a cartoony drawing of Knuckles the Echidna? Nothing, because it's for the viewers to decide. Of course, most art "quality" is biased towards realism being supposedly "better" than everything else...

Try to stop and take a moment to consider that the only "loser" here may just be yourself. YOU make the work for OTHERS to enjoy, not the other way around. YOU are the slave, and they are the audience. A large reason why many artists quit is simply because THEY wanted to be on the spectating side rather than the PRODUCING side - they retrogressed into what life was like BEFORE they made art. I have that feeling all the time, wanting to simply appreciate my games and the art that people make instead of producing my own, if my extensive faves list isn't any indication of that...





The appreciator is just as important as the producer.





How else does an art piece get selected to be in an art collage of "high mention," or a videogame become "Game of the Year?" :V

...that is, before everyone stopped giving a damn about writing out fully featuring FAQs, and became content with simply FAPPING to their games as a sign of appreciation...



http://www.gamefaqs.com/psp/605802-.....l-fantasy/faqs



DEAR GAWD I FEEL INFORMED ABOUT DISSIDIA NOW...

I WAS FEELING CHILL, YO? AND I HAD, LIKE, AN IDEA...

IT WAS GONNA BE M/F (...............What?), AND IT WAS GONNA BE THERE JUST FOR THE PURPOSE OF BEING THERE.

AND THE MALE AND THE FEMALE WERE GONNA BE "NORMAL" ANTHROS INSTEAD OF MONSTERS.

AND THEN since you're all particular as utter fuck, YOU WOULD'VE FAVED IT. MAYBE. KINDA. SORTA.

BUT THEN MY NIECE WANTED TO PLAY "HEAVY RAIN," AND I WATCHED. JAYDEN WAS YELLING, WHOO...

I LIKE GAMES THAT INSPIRE ME TO WRITE OUT DIALOGUE. I ALSO LIKE GRAPHICS THAT INSPIRE ME TO WRITE OUT IMAGERY, WHICH IS PRETTY NEAT.

AND THEN I GET TO THINKING OF ACTUALLY DEVELOPING A STORY. GIVING IT A PAST, PRESENT, AND FUTURE. GIVING IT A SETTING. GIVING IT A purpose...





...when everyone here is content with just two animal people fucking each other's brains out...





So yeah, the idea got postponed, and I messed around with Dissidia 012 Final Fantasy. Armageddon.



WHY DOESN'T GUZZLEMUZZLE EVER FOCUS ON THE WORTHWHILE IDEAS? D8



...........................................................................

A writer.



F5







Lol.



I love how this fandom can't get over its "icon mentality, lol...



http://static2.pixdaus.com/files/it.....ff63_large.jpg



No but SERIOUSLY, I'm Chanda. :3

Overture - Unlimited SaGa OST





March of the Dreadnoughts - Final Fantasy XIII OST







But by all means, keep promoting Him.





We'll get rid of Him faster that way...

Cammy's London Drizzle (Super Street Fighter 2) - McVaffe (OC ReMix)





Extremism fails. GET YOUR LIFE RIGHT WITH sanity and logically sound arguements and discussion material...



...retard.

I don't watch enough news, or read enough news articles. Was there some sort of special movement that resulted in many people becoming cat owners?

You can easily find posts everywhere on the internet about cats. Pictures, and etc.

I'm just wondering if something special happened at some point where several people adopted cats.



If I had a kitty, I probably wouldn't be so aggressive all the time. But my parents are disgusted by animals, so fat chance of that.



"Love God, but hate the animals he created?"

Get. The. Fuck. Out.

"Fuck you up, fuck you down, fuck you all around, bitch."



Don't take it seriously.



Don't take ME seriously, because I'm evil, and I spend too much time being haunted by wicked maladies.



Everything I say is to be taken with a grain of salt.



If what I say makes you want to cry, understand this: If you cry, I don't hate you, and I'm not looking down on you because you cried. Emotion is beautiful. Cry because it hurt your feelings, but never take offense. I don't do harm to my friends, nor do I do harm to the people I love, and the people I am WILLING to love.



My fallacy is that I am vengeful. It's a path towards misery. Don't follow it.



I'm full of more love than you know, and more than I can even bear...



But under no circumstance do I tolerate disrespect. You can "jab me in the shoulder." But if you're out to harm me, the only end result will be me being out to "DESTROY" you. Period.



I don't have a violence fetish. And I don't have a domination fetish. I'm massively submissive. But that also means that I will subject myself to pathetic lows to make a point. And there's a semi-relevant reason behind that.



In my art, I characterize. What it takes is, essentially, for me to allow my commonplace mindset to be completely "overwritten" by the supposed likeness of another mindset. My mother is schitzophrenic. I've been diagnosed as "bipolar" in the past. I'm probably schitzophrenic just like my mom, since it is so utterly easy for me to assume the "character" of so many different character types simeltaneously. Essentially, it is me willingly allowing myself to "lose my mind," so that I can properly convey the "thoughts" of quote/unquote, "another mind."





To say that I am not "spiritual" at all would be a blatant lie.



I honestly believe that I am "demon-possessed..."





I manage though. But to put it simply, The likeness of my artistry is continually tearing me apart, iota of sanity by iota of sanity. It's true because the sheer depth of it all essentially ruins me as a person. Translation? I am comprised of everything you like and love, and everything you dislike and hate.

I don't expect that anyone will agree with me when I state that, quote, "I am horrible."

I might not be "horrible," but I am most certainly "horrific." ;_;



I don't want to distance myself from others. Like one of my younger female characters, I lean towards a sense of security in large groups. Translation: For me to "feel like I'm alone" is for me to "become suicidal." I do not want that, at all.

---

Sorry.



I could learn a lot from the kinds of people who don't speak very often...

I am depressed. I "LOSE THE GAME," LOLOLOL...

Wanna know why I tear myself down whenever I'm going through problems? Because if I DON'T, you will.

Your "internet culture" sickens me. Fake-ass hyper-competitive people trying to "stay ahead of the game" by "NEVER FEELING BAD OR ASKING FOR LOVE AND HUGS AND AFFECTION and "asspats" get the fuck off of our beautiful earth, because we never wanted you, and we'll never need you..."



Anti-Baw Logic

"The whining is never important unless I'M doing it!"



Past Scenario



Likely "metal head FA user" comments that "blocking is for pussies." Watch out. We've got a badass over here...



Same douchetard metal head gets caught up on somebody else's shout box "offering heartfelt apologies. D'aww..."



No, first off, the "metal head" is a "Macho-Man" asshole, and needs his ass kicked. I don't play to these bullshit "internet arguement" rules. Fuck that noise. "A BORED fucktard behind a computer or phone posts a bullshit shout or comment ABOUT bullshit." Best course of action? Avoid the fucker, stop communicating with the fucker, delete the fucker's posts on your page, and-if-it-would-so-settle-your-soul then BLOCK the fucker and let his ass go back to YouTube and 4chan and fap to his beloved "Trololol Man" song retarded bullshit and be done with his ass



GuzzleMuzzle's Golden Rule: "Never give a 'fucker' any quarter, because a 'fucker' deserves to be drowned." End of story.





Now, back on topic!^^





I'm depressed as utter fuck. If you wanna be a FRIEND, good. If you wanna spend a moment to "explain" to me the fallacies in my behavior that I am 10,000 times over already fucking aware of, save it, because I have ONE mom and ONE dad, and they're animal-loathing, bigoted, racist, religiotard fuckwits. They are enough. I'M 29 YEARS WEATHERED, FUCK-YOU-VERY-MUCH.



My logic is to never explain my problems, because so much as HAVING problems instantaneously marks someone out for ridicule



Anti-Drama Logic

"Wtf. WHY WASTE TIME CARING ABOUT ANOTHER HUMAN BEING OVER HERE WHEN I COULD BE FAPPING TO DRAGON COCKS 'OVER THERE' INSTEAD? :D"





The greater majority does not give the slightest utter fuck about their fellow man (and woman).



Therefore, the greater majority can rot in the darkest depths of the Abyss.





Be the minority. Otherwise, fuck off.


I don't waste time on polite ettiquete because anything so much as deemed "TOO LOOOOOONG TO READ" is shot dead in a heartbeat.



GuzzleMuzzle's Default Mentality

"Fuck ME??? Well fuck YOU too."





Yes.

Over time, I've developed a "Trust no one" complex. Statistics kinda do that.



tl;dr If you can get your hand off of your dick long enough to give a shit about me...............then you have my sincere gratitude.



Personally, I believe that both love and chivalry are dead, slaughtered by motherfuckers who NEVER give a damn...

---

GuzzleMuzzle is depressed.








And like the meme says, "NOBODY CARES!"



[End Journal]



[Last minute edit] HOLY SHIT THAT WAS EXTREME. I'M SORRY. I'M JUST GOING THROUGH A WHOLE LOT TODAY, AND IF YOU WOULD, PLEASE EXCUSE MY RUDENESS.









I never take my eyes off of you.









You'd be amazed at how much you do on a daily basis that you never even remember you did because you sleep...



I don't sleep. A 24-hour "day" does not exist.



Bullshit runs 24/7.



Wake up.



Smell your own shit.



Reflect on your past actions some damn time, like I do.














Goddammit.

The world you envision, ultimately, doesn't work.


And lol, I stop watching 24, Bones, Fringe, and playing Xbox Morrowind and Bit.Trip VOID and Oblivion for a while only to find that...YOU...have infiltrated christianity...


...which is hilarious because BASICALLY, it just shows that you wanted to "PLUG" science into religion in an effort to "EXPLAIN "The Actual Fuck" that we all cherish...



*: Yuh'see folks, don't get us wrong now, because there IS in fact, quote, "Science all up in this shit," and very much so. But don't waste your time arguing with us, because it was GOD who closed that door to Noah's Ark. and it set sail for a purpose that was very noble in fact preserving the wildlife and the willfully subjugated humans at the surface level just ignore the screaming women and newborns down there they don't matter fuck their souls they never wanted to listen to God anywaaaay..................





You wanna try and RATIONALIZE the idea of "Obey Him, sinner. Repent! The Day is nigh the hour is near God doesn't like whores "Ain't no homos gonna make it to Heaven..." *round of applause*





Yeah, fuck your "Scumbag Douchebag." He's an ass let ALONE an eternally annoying "Cunt in the gears," and we'd rather hug the cuddly animals and think about cuddly and monsterous animals and suck dicks that actually EXIST let alone TASTE GOOD!





The "Master Troll" is currently enjoying the "bucket of KFC" that I just gave him here... =_=

You know where the best hugs come from?


From a being that is well-equipped to tear you to pieces.


The idea that something physically built to maim and slaughter would favor peace over mindless violence...



...is lovely.



*"normal" newfag enters the thread and shitposts an MLP meme about how I'm "insane."*



Dat fruity horse ass... (</3)

The "wisest" man that ever lived......had an exact 1,000 different women there to suck his brains out on a daily basis...



...and after "playing Monopoly" didn't quite work out, he advised us all to do whatever the hell we WOULD do because "God" (lololol) is going to "zap" all of our asses in the end anyway...



...add bawing about how "meaningless" everything supposedly is.



Solomon, have you considered accepting Super Mario as your personal Lord and Savior?



~Yes, I will later on. And I hope I get to be the eternal "submissive bottom" for a husky-ass male charr when I get there... :V

*: I've spotted an autist!

**: Adorable. Let's Kill It... <3

---

It took me 9,001 days to 'refine' this masterpiece! (Because "Everybody Shits On The Autistic People" would not have been "in good taste." ).



Go to hell.

My life is shit.



I know someone here who's life is worse than mine.

Here's where he didn't fuck up

He doesn't spend his time trying to be something he is not.

And he's honest about his problems.



So here's the image of me: Some "moron" who "talks big." Reach into your "meme bag." I'm sure you've got, like, 100+ proper responses for this issue.



Now I will cry on my pillow. Or play a videogame.



tl;dr Sad, sad GuzzleMuzzle, easily amused, barely coherent, and a poor judge of just about everything there is to understand.



Enjoy this post. I know some of you sick bastards who fap to murdered fetuses and get off on the very existance of autistic people will.