I'm sorry to report that I don't exist.
Neither do you.

I was told this by a fellow on the street yesterday, and although he smelled a little ripe and hadn't seen a razor in days, he seemed liked a credible enough source.
Apparently none of us are real and that people who think otherwise are (strong language ahead) "silly". Something about us all being phantom echoes of the 'first man', I can't say I was really following, he being a scholar and me a peasant. He told me to think about it long and hard and I'd see that he was right.
I told him I couldn't, since I didn't exist.
So carry on as though I'm not here, because I'm not. And neither are you.
Man, dA suddenly seems futile.
Bonus conversation:
Your crazy street encounters!
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No Logo. No Brand. Pure Concept.
I always knew that somehow I didn't exist, or the person next to me either.
But..hearing it from you is a slap in the face.
No no.
Anyways.
Lovely gallery, you're work is great.
It's really beautiful.
And your kitteh is gorgeous as well.
(:
Have a great night/morning.
Whatever.
Canada..depends on what part your in.
So..idk, because I live in Vermont
Now I'm ranting, so I'm gonna shut up.
haha niiight
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CLICK.click.CLICKIE
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"You think you're their gold girl now, Cooper? Wait till you have to take in someone they love, someone popular. One of the ones with the easy smile and the charming way about them. You'll learn fast enough who's side they're on."
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When in doubt, assume I'm trolling.
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