You could take me to a therapist or even a psychiatrist if you want to. I only ask you to put on my shoes and experience what I’ve experienced in the past.

Good lord when nonsense becomes dangerous in real life. I mean… I’ve done my part anyway. I’m not stressed, I just wanted to do it. You have no reason to intervene. Even if I should’ve done everything else otherwise.

You could’ve just done the thing for the sake of our sanities.

Technically, I should’ve been in my schedule, but it got missed and this is why I am doing all of these on purpose. The only thing that I ask you is to focus on something else while I do my own business. If you had gotten into my shoes, you’d have had a crisis anyway. You’re just not the same.

I trust that humans will always be better when it comes to recognizing pretext that slop generator machines can’t always comprehend. I trust you. It doesn’t have to be that way.

Isn’t it weird that you’re not emotional but you feel like you just want to scream because you can and you want to, but you don’t have any resentment behind it? Whether why one screamed in the first place isn’t always about the person; sometimes, it’s simply the free will to scream.

Those are the consequences you get. But I enforce them.

But what, indeed, is ‘you’?

All glory, and screw you.

WHY?!

[submits] …in case we don’t come back.

Page 197 slaps.

No higher purpose may be found than this.

I’m sorry, that was rude.

You are fired.

eggbar.social

You’re nice, Visitor.

My life has been REDACTED hours long.

Visitor, all sarcasm aside… thank you.

In everything that’s light and gay, I’ll always think of you that way

The makesense experience has been officially canceled.

Not knowing is probably for the best.

I hate that term, “makesense.” So infantilizing.

… I think we’re gonna take off.

FUCK YOU MAKESENSE! I HATE YOU, MAKESENSE!

I trusted you, and you abused that trust.

Everything we do here is important.

We’re not allowed in the outer space anymore till we hit quota, so NO MORE INTERGALAXY VISITS!

• What is it we actually do here?
• … WE SERVE THE NONSENSE GALAXY, YOU CHILD.

Someone eager to fraternize

what in the fuckity fuck

This can’t be romantic then.

Not romantic… at all?

There’s nonsense for everything.

Are you sweet on this guy?

Hey, where’s your friends? Plural.

Visitor. Please describe for me your time in the Nonsense Galaxy.

Nothing like that could happen here.

Upon request, I can also perform a hug.

And if you want to focus on happy nonsense for a while, that’s fine.

…do you want to talk about it?

Do you know how to make your nonsense kind?

this is what drinking a pattern would sound like

Why do people do this?!

Give me your dark shit.

Should you find yourself contorting to fit a system, dear reader, stop and ask if it’s truly you that must change… or the system.

Bullies are nothing but Bull and Lies. At the center of “Industry” is “dust.”

A good person will follow the rules. A great person will follow himself.

What separates man from machine is that machines cannot think for themselves. Also, they are made of metal, whereas man is made of skin.

Have a productive day.

• That’s nonsense?
• That’s… nonsense.

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If you want a hug, go to hell and find your mother.