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semjaaza

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Hi guys,

God, I never know how to start these things. Let's just go back to the beginning. I'm semjaaza. The old gert bot used to occasionally spew my name out at random in the gert box, because it was trained on the inputs of ED version 3 and 4, but all is gone, washed away, as if specks of dust in a storm.

I'm not crying, these are just the tears that fall whenever time cuts away at life's onion. You're the faggot.

I don't know who I'm writing this to, or if any of those other lost and wandering souls of times past still remain in this place. Probably not. God, how could I be so foolish; this is a fool's errand, chasing fool's gold on a foolish whim.

And yet, and still, I lay my hat down here, once again. What a silly little goose I am.

INB4: TL;DR
TL;DR: I was here before you faggots
 
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Hi guys,

God, I never know how to start these things. Let's just go back to the beginning. I'm semjaaza. The old gert bot used to occasionally spew my name out at random in the gert box, because it was trained on the inputs of ED version 3 and 4, but all is gone, washed away, as if specks of dust in a storm.

I'm not crying, these are just the tears that fall whenever time cuts away at life's onion. You're the faggot.

I don't know who I'm writing this to, or if any of those other lost and wandering souls of times past still remain in this place. Probably not. God, how could I be so foolish; this is a fool's errand, chasing fool's gold on a foolish whim.

And yet, and still, I lay my hat down here, once again. What a silly little goose I am.

INB4: TL;DR
TL;DR: I was here before you faggots
Glad that you found your way back. And glad you’re texting normally.
 
Hi guys,

God, I never know how to start these things. Let's just go back to the beginning. I'm semjaaza. The old gert bot used to occasionally spew my name out at random in the gert box, because it was trained on the inputs of ED version 3 and 4, but all is gone, washed away, as if specks of dust in a storm.

I'm not crying, these are just the tears that fall whenever time cuts away at life's onion. You're the faggot.

I don't know who I'm writing this to, or if any of those other lost and wandering souls of times past still remain in this place. Probably not. God, how could I be so foolish; this is a fool's errand, chasing fool's gold on a foolish whim.

And yet, and still, I lay my hat down here, once again. What a silly little goose I am.

INB4: TL;DR
TL;DR: I was here before you faggots
Did you make that pfp yourself?
 
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