Shael wrote:You have a weird humor Fancy but this was kinda funny. Good jobFancyMancy wrote:satanichonor wrote:
You typed about IQ in your signature. That's...funny. That picture would have been better as a gif or video, with the blood dripping down (up) your arm and dripping in a grey-coloured, nearly-monochrome room, onto the dusty, wooden floor, upstairs in an old building, with a dirty single-panelled window, the wooden floor which is as hard and dry as your soon-to-be dead heart will become, and the view/camera moving to the floor with bits of the heart dropping off onto the floor. Then the sound of a soft splat, causing the settled dust to be disturbed, as you drop the pumping heartgrenade onto the floor, with the pin removed, the tinkle of the pin dropping onto the wooden floor, but your pumping heartgrenade not exploding, just pumping with the pool of blood getting bigger, and you walking off out of your sombre, gloomy room, emotionless and silent, with footsteps on the wooden floor and the sound effects of the creaky door, locking it behind you. We never see your front side, so we never know if this is your heart or hers. The heartgrenade doesn't ever explode; it just keeps pumping and pumping, the blood increasing, getting mottled with the dust, and the blood seeps into the wood and between the panels/floorboards, and the scene fades to black briefly as the sound effects, in the distance, can be heard of you getting into your car and driving away...
It is a bit of time later and the scene returns, with everything, camera angle and all, in the exact same positions as before the fade-to-black. The heartgrenade has still not exploded, hardly pumping but struggling and dried, nothing has moved, and the blood-soaked hard, wooden dusty floor has also dried, the heartgrenade stuck in the dust and blood to the floor. Approaching footsteps are heard outside the door, and the creaky door opens slowly to show you, unshaven, drunk and scruffy. You move over to the slowly-pumping limp heartgrenade and notice the pin is missin, ccausing you to search for it frantically, the only sounds from you to be heard are your heavy breathing and moans, groans and grunts of frustration in searching for the pin. Fade to black, scene end. There's no need for any rain or thunder and lightning here, in this doomed heartache of a one-sided semi-love story.
Well, in my opinion it would have been better like that.
You won't be reasoned with. The Heart doesn't know reason, and you're admitting that more and more, continually. You typed about the jew lowering IQ. The jew uses emotion as a tool of mind-rape. Notice a rape theme here, Mr Creepy Man. Now "muh been targuttid by mah fellow Satanists bcs meh want bang girl". Stop contradicting yourself. Go put on an Emo playlist, and although this might not quite be Emo, let me start you off -
I've fallen in Love
I've fallen in Love for the first time,
and this time I know it's for real...
I forgot what he said exactly, but HPHC said something like that I do things in my own way, even though it/I might be quite strange. I am unique. Yay! Lol.
I also hoped that that description thing I said would be understood by someone (satanichonour) who has a lot of emotions about someone else (his fancy piece) at the moment (and also understood by anyone else, for that matter). To me, it fit in with the...heartache(?) in/of his avatar. How saying what I said to him was evil, I have no idea - except that love is blind (here, I would have quoted something (as I do! Meme and all!) but what I wanted to quote is more secular-christian, which I didn't realise immediately, so nevermind).
I might have sounded rude and offensive in my last reply to satanichonour just above, but he wasn't listening, so I decided to be rude to see if he would listen to that instead (which, to be honest, I doubt). It's not to be hostile, but stepping on eggshells all the time makes the one who steps on those eggshells always be in the wrong, because muh feelings and reasons and excuses.
It's also so that later, I would hope satanichonour might realise to remain chilled out in future similar events! I do think that experience is the best teacher. Emotions can be tempestuous, and a new love interest all of a sudden tries to replace brain activity - and for some people, it does replace it for however long it takes. (Again, in my experience.)
I would hope satanichonour might get with this girl, hence why I said to wait and review it (and also so he doesn't get into trouble) and see if he does really want to be with her, or if it is just a passing fancy, albeit a powerful one. I expected that he wouldn't listen, so I changed tack after this reply here which you quoted.