jeronimo
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Oook is het beste van mezelf gegeven
wth ach ja is lache, voor de rest alles in orde me mij ze, ge kunt gewoon heel ver gaan...
You: hi
Stranger: hey!
You: do u like me or not?
Stranger: i do!
You: you know
You: i think its completely irrational that you say already after typing one sentence that you like me as a matter of fact you dont know anything about me so i think if you really want to band with me we are gonna have to talk to each other honestly and open and forget that we are strangers maybe than we can look behind the pc's and see each other's faces smiling at each other , maybe then you can tell you like me
You: ok?
Stranger: okay!
Stranger: that was like, a really long sentence though
Stranger: so i'm not sure I like you now
You: see thats my point man , i just explained to you why you perception is all wrong because youre making an image of me without knwing how i really am and who i really am , and know u do the same but in the exact opposite way and its not better than what you first did. If you want to be taken seriously please talk to me as a person and not just a
You: thing in your computer
You: ok?
Stranger: fine
You: so....
Stranger: do you ask all strangers that question?
You: yes
Stranger: and what do most of them reply?
You: its really weird they always say '' your conversational partner has disconnected''
You: i dont get it what has that got to do with what i say
Stranger: yeah, that's -weird-!
You: so do you want to know me or not? if you want ill warm up a bit so i can get in touch with my emotional side?
You: where do you want to begin?
You: childhood?
You: my mom that never appreciated me ?
You: or my father that always dressed up as a woman?
You: maybe i can tell you how my sister is a crackhoar or how i lost my virginity to a monkey?
Stranger: ooh! i can't decide!
Stranger: start with childhood
You: ok
You: it all began in 1987 when my mother said i couldnt go to see star wars , at that moment it was the only thing on my mind and it became an obsession , i think thats why i look a bit like jabba the hut now.Anyway through the years when i got older my father started going out late at night and said it xwas for work but we all knew he was just going to a club were old men dress up as women and dance all night long
You: i went to that club yesterday its kind off nice when i look at it now
You: my mother i hated since i was ten years old .She always made me do thins i dont like , cooking cleaning picking berries outside in the summer and i never had time to play
You: my obsession of starwars grow even further
You: on my twentieth birthday at last i got to see star wars !!!!!
You: it was very dissapointing
You: i hated it
You: so yeah...
You: thats all i got to say
You: abou that...
Stranger: oh! that is kinda unfortunate
Stranger: who did you see star wars with
You: i saw it with jacob
You: he likes me very much
You: my parets say he doesnt exist but thery dont know anything
You: its not because he doenst eat and grow an do to the toilet that he does not exist
You: am i right?
Stranger: tell me more about jacob
You: ok
You: before i continue i want to make sure of one thing
You: if you are getting horny of my passage through life
You: that i am so willingly and trustfully telling you
You: than it ends here
You: i just want someone to talk to not someone that gets horny of me getting owned by a monkey
You: unless you are french
Stranger: ohh, okay
*stops fingering herself*
You: than its ok
Stranger: continuez!
You: oh so you are french ?
You: i want proof
You: how do you say
You: the reflection of things that past and things that are yet to come
You: without knowing how to begin or end
You: or how to go on or stop
You: or how to do nothing
You: or maybe
You: even everything
You: translate that please
You: you like it ?
Stranger: i do like it! i'm not french, so I stopped masturbating already
Stranger: le reflectionne des choses qui a passe et les choses qui ont...
Stranger: okay, i give up
You: i wrote it
You: if i find my poem on a forum tomorrow im gonna sew your ass
Stranger: SEW my ass!
You: Do you like me now?
Stranger: i think i do
You: are you a girl or a boy?
You: or are you a man that dresses up like a woman
You: because that would be great
Stranger: i'm a girl
You: no but yet again i will have to have proof
You: because believe me i WILL sew your ass!
Stranger: i don't want my ass to be sewn up D
You: is that a joke?
Stranger: not really, i was just poking a bit of fun at your incorrect spelling of 'sew'
You: my ass is deformed
You: are you making fun of me?
You: im sorry im not perfect
You: but at the end who is ?
You: its the imperfectness of people that makes us human and different from other organisms
You: we allow each other to make mistakes
You: we make up all these rules and boundries but most of the time they get dropped at sight of trouble
You: and no i did not stole that line from batman begins
You: christopher nolan stole it from me
You: i hate christopher nolan
Stranger:
Stranger: other organisms are imperfect too though, are they not?
You: yes
You: except monkeys
You: they are perfecrt
You: but enough about me
You: who are you stranger?
Stranger: i'm Jacob
Stranger: your lifelongfriend
You: see i thought we were making a connection here
You: u said u were a girl
You: and jacob is sitting next to me
You: he just ate an apple
You: i hate apples
You: first you tell me your a girl then you tell me youre french now you act like im some kind of freak and act like your my best friend in the whole world
You: youre acting like my mom!
You: i hate my mom!
Stranger: i didn't say I was french!
Stranger: french accents are sexy, though
Stranger: is your mother sexy?
You: yes
Stranger: i'm glad to hear that!
Stranger: am i allowed to speak to her?
Stranger: AND
Stranger: why do you hate apples?!
You: because everytime my mom buys bananas they smell like apples
You: i hate bananas
You: and
You: you are allowed to speak to her
You: if you bring me a gift
Stranger: what kind of gift?
You: do you have a monkey?
Stranger: i'm sorry, no
Stranger: i can get one!
You: you lie
You: do you like me now?
Stranger: i think so
Stranger: i'd like you more if you used capital letters and punctuation, because i like those sorts of people
Stranger: i'm no example of that, ofcourse
You: what has punctuation and capital letters to do with me and you?
You: nothing
You: when you make a connection
You: you dont whine about punctuation and capital letters
You: you make me sick
Stranger: but I just like seeing them
You: so when i talk about my father dressing up as a woman and going to a club to dance with other man who dress up as woman , which i now see is kinda nice , u think by yourself hmmm that sentence need a capital letter
You: you selfish bastard
You: you know
You: what the trouble is?
You: The trouble that the vast masses of humanity have with this is that they run smack into their own selfishness. Because of their own self-fixation, they end up repelling the very people they want to like them. Sometimes that selfishness comes out in down right rudeness. But more often it is more a case that they bore people to death.
Did you know you can even be a very exciting speaker and still bore people to death? People who are successful in their relationships know it.
Successful people who relate well with others have learned a simple truth. And that is this: People are more interested in themselves than any other subject.
You: ok?
wth ach ja is lache, voor de rest alles in orde me mij ze, ge kunt gewoon heel ver gaan...
Goe gevonden imo
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