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[Coolpaw5]

True. I should be writing as well. Huehuehuehuehue #hastag #TooLazyToWriteLol

[GizmoTheDragon]

Ha, ha. Writer's laziness is worse than the plague. Seriously, at least the plague got to the point and killed you. Not being able to write just kinda slowly erodes your soul. O.O don't worry, we can lazily not write together

[Coolpaw5]

O.O Yes, writing shall erode your soul. So how about people who don't write? And #LazyWriters4ever!

[GizmoTheDragon]

I'm of the belief that writing feeds the soul, and being kept from writing erodes it away. Seriously, I don't know what I did before I became a writer. all these ideas in my head scream to get out, it's crazy. As for people who don't write, maybe they just don't have souls! O_O Or maybe their souls aren't as... twisted and weird. #Yeplazywriters4ever!

[Coolpaw5]

Ah, beary true, beary true. Hue hue, 'beary'

Anyway, interesting hypothesis. I indeed was crazy before I started writing as well. As you can see, I am now only 100% more crazier now. *sips tea*

#TeaSipper

[GizmoTheDragon]

You got crazier too?! Great! I'm not the only one! Instead of thinking about whatever normal teenage girls think about, I spend time thinking about plot points, talking to characters in my head, and plotting fictional homicide. Lol, and people wonder why I don't have a boyfriend xD

*sips hot chocolate* I'm more of a cocoa person

#CocoaHead

[Coolpaw5]

Yeah! Highfive! I once had this conversation with my friend on texting:

note that everytime potato is underlined, she's actually saying a swear word.

Oh and another note, this was all in text talk, but I gracefully translated it into modern english.

Me: Heyyy
Friend: Hey, so are you going to the party?
Me: Nah, I rather stay home and write on my Potato.
Friend: The potato is a Potato?!
Me: A diary. That's called a potato.
Friend: You would rather write in a diary, then go to a totally awesome party?
Me: Yup! Then, I can post it online, for the whole world to see! MWAHAHAHAHA
Friend: ...
Me: :D Am I genuis or what?
Friend: You spelled genius wrong.
Me: Oh! And, I can also work on some fanfiction. I was dying to get into that.
Friend: ... You know, normal girls think about clothes, and popularity, and weddings and potatoes like that.
Me:

o3o late at night, I talk to the voices in my head to soothe me. There's like 5 of them and we all hold a meeting in the meeting room. there's Einstein, Brittney, Spiro, Penny, anddd me.

*Sips more tea*

#WeirdoesUnite

[GizmoTheDragon]

Ordinary people totally aren't adorable. XD They are boring and tasteless, like stale Cheetos. Once you've had a taste of abnormality, you can never see the world the same way again.

Another question: why in the world do normal girls always have their wedding planned out before they're even old enough to consider getting married. I plan a lot of things in my head, but never things like that. I can't actually even think of what my wedding would look like if I don't even have someone I want to marry! I mean, there's one vital thing missing from these girls' wedding plans: THE FRIGGIN' HUSBAND. (Or Wife, if you rather) But still. The love of your life is kind of necessary for the whole wedding thing, don't you think?

When I have convos with my character, it's kind weird. I kind of pretend we're having a Skype conversation in my head. Is that weird? Who cares?!

#weirdoesrule!

*sips hot chocolate* *chokes on marshmallow* *continues nonchalantly sipping hot chocolate*

[Coolpaw5]

I know right?! It's like they just wanna get married to themselves just to have a wedding. You would have to make sure the wedding pleased the other before you can do anything right?! If you put like a whole flower-themed wedding, and your significant other is allergic to flowers... o.o Actually, I would totally attend that wedding, and grab a camera and post it on youtube named, "Failed Wedding." Just for the Lol's. Right, anyway, whenever I talk to someone, I keep thinking like, "What are they thinking of me?" And I immediately go into their body and look at myself, and whatever I think is what I assume they're thinking, and then they leave me because I just stare at them while they talk.

*drinks more tea*

Don't you think Chinese tea all taste the same? I can't really tell the difference.

[GizmoTheDragon]

Lol. Failed wedding. Anyway, when I'm talking to people, I don't particularly care to know what they think of me, probably because it's something along the lines of This girl is friggin' crazy. Why isn't she seeing a psychologist? I like to think that if someone read my mind, they would be so confused that they'd explode out of pure confusion. Oh well, my friends know I'm crazy. It's why they don't question it when I text them asking about the details of death or if my dystopian idea is dystopian enough. Yay for good friends!

*sips hot chocolate*

I have no idea about that. I've never actually had Chinese tea.