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Ramble On: Autumn 2025 Edition

Playlist Link: Ramble On Autumn 2025 Edition Here we go again. And again. And again.  One of my favorite parts of The Sopranos is how often the men ask women for red peppers.  Mercurial at best. Sadistic at worst.  Teeth baring smiles.  https://www. scientificamerican.com/ article/how-did-the-smile- become-a-friendly-gesture-in- humans/ Dream eater.  For the love of god, please take creamed spinach off of menus.   A trail of baby ducks.  The foot bone's connected to the leg bone. The leg bone's connected to the knee bone. The knee bone's connected to the thigh bone… But you said you would.  Missed connections.  Starbucks should serve hash browns.   Sundays are for 8+ hour conversations with strangers, Mondays are for disappearing into the ether.  Your educational institutions, religious organizations, and/or governments may not hold you to a higher standard, but I sure as fuck will.  Flashbacks are actually the worst thing in e...

3.30.25

So many times I've found myself wanting to rest my head upon his chest.  To curl into him and die.  Seeking comfort in someone who isn't there.  Phantom feelings and false prophets.  I am the missing strength.  Never promised. Always found.  But oh how often I crumble now. 

S (Archive)

Salutations! In view, a humble syntax servant cast surprisingly as both saint and sinner by the spine of Fate.  This superficies, no scant semblance of show, is a symbol of the sanity of man — now spent, suspended. However, this sanguine sojourning of a bygone strife stands spurred, and has sworn to surmount these sanctioned and savage scourges safeguarding suffering and securing the severely sharp and strident snafu of snobbery!  The only sentence is spite; a squabble held as security, not in vain, for the stock and sincerity of such shall one day substantiate the scrupulous and the satisfying.  Surely, this superfluity of spoofy speech skews most strenuous, so let me simply add that it's my very good honor to meet you, and you may call me S. #vforvendetta #sforsatire