more predictive text flarf poetry
I still think that since we are fragile, how you incite drama about others draws too much attention. That would essentially mean losing; it eliminates all of our boundaries. Funds are going, and that's just well enough for them. We can't afford to wither away under their presence.
flarf 4: the flarfening
Oh, my poor anxious fibres! While people eat scorpions and blowfish, breakfast tomorrow morning won't be easy for me to stomach. I feel like a little baby...! -- and, well, while I would not normally bother, we aren't changing anyone's minds here. Listen, I would recommend making either one of those blue marbles actually overcome things in the end. I'll restart everything all over the world again, since I really DO love you.
more flarf... For Your Soul™
You know why she's dragging you? You should stop there, since many folks suffer through puddles collected in the middle of this tar. Meanwhile, I've been here wishing that you were a better person. Her problems are going pale from staying inside so much, making me so ashamed of everything. She could morph into a home-bound alien for all I care. Everything I do is, again, what is quoted as saying, and that's just the way it is at home some days.