well last night i stayed up till like 1 in the morning role playing with my good friends and like i was thinking why am i addicted to role play is it that fun and awesome yes it is this is why i role play i love to talk to my friends as a different person.
Ive got a new poem or hycue whatever its called here goes
the wind blows through my fingers
the fire burns holes in the timbers
i walk alone through the forest
i see a bison named torus
she lick's my blood stained lips
she dances with me using her hips
we have a great time
why not write a rhyme
by tony holl/tony9t8h
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