Today, I completed my 50th mission on MysteryGoogle.com. MLIA
My 50th mission was to make an egg sandwich, and send a picture to the guy who gave me the mission. Mission accomplished! (:
There was a guy I gave a mission to, John Finley. He really played along rather smoothly. It was entertaining, for I gave him the mission to send me a picture of an Cow, specified breed, and I got it, nice, drawn by himself. Then I gave him the mission to go to a neighbor’s house, ask for two eggs, then go back, make an egg sandwich, give it to another neighbor! Mission completed successfully! Agent1(John) is now allowed to assign his own missions. OLAA.
I sit here, waiting for YOU to give a f*ck, yet, I get no viable response from YOU. I talk about how much pain I’ve endured, and I talked about the pain I endure now. It’s not easy… it never was.
I still wait, I still procrastinate.
Inside, I only have enough to keep going, going to nowhere. Someday, there will be somewhere to go, but where am I walking now?
Honestly, you wouldn’t believe me when I told you where I’m going.
Intuitive, aspiring, your words fascinate me. I’m in love with the sky, the air, the sands, the sun. You whisper to me, like you would no other. Yet you do not talk about what matters, no. You talk about what you think about. You seem to believe that you are the only one that matters, and at one time, you were, to me.
When I wake up, when I see your answer, when I see how this affects you… I will have sympathy.
There’s a story to be told in between the lines, in between the covers of every book, but that story… it never existed to you.
im thankful for you being my friend. when im down, i could always count on you to cheer me up no mattuh what. thru ups & down, you are one of the bestfriends i know i could trust with my heart. love you (:!
Although, you did not specify your name. and I really can’t tell who wrote this (I’m serious, I can’t!) I’m grateful that you thankful that I am your friend.
[17:36] stevenmiramesa: Hahh, seriously, i betchur gonn be [17:36] stevenmiramesa: hi [17:36] stevenmiramesa: i’m janelle [17:36] stevenmiramesa: i hacked steven [17:36] stevenmiramesa: kbye [17:36] juhjuhnelle183: this is janelle and im writing this hack for Steven! :] jsadfhl! & YOU ARE MOCKiNG ME. [17:36] stevenmiramesa: HHAHH, that all? [17:37] stevenmiramesa: that’s basically what I thought you’d do . [17:37] stevenmiramesa: HAHHH (x [17:37] stevenmiramesa: Ox [17:37] juhjuhnelle183: oh! [17:37] juhjuhnelle183: use that for your hack [17:37] stevenmiramesa: that’s it
In the past, all you could do with a blog is update on your current status, like twitter. Now all of you are getting mad because people are making formspring posts? Why not just get rid of reblogging so you won’t be “I already saw this shit, why is it still here?”. Why not limit us to 25 posts per day, so you can stop bitching about how much you hate something someone just posted. Eliminate reblog, so you NEVER see the same post EVER again.
Blogging is whatever you feel like posting people! I don’t care if I’m going to lose followers, but go ahead and click -Unfollow on every person’s tumblr account that posts about formspring and people’s question/answer stuff.
Let’s go to myspace. Bulletins are supposed to be about informing the masses, telling people the 4-1-1, not fucking surveys, but people do it, it’s fine, it’s been adapted into myspace, so why can’t we let WHATEVER the fuck we want to post be what we post. I know there’s certain things you like about posts, and others you don’t.
your fucking annoying -_- quit making people do this shit for you! they’ll do it on their own without your damn help ight ? your fucking putting so much formspring shit on my tumblr profile . and wait till you get liek 5 formspring quit always putting one put once you get one ! damn it. just fucking wait and then put em all together. -_- thanks.
well, i’m guessing you’re ben. and shut up, I can post what ever the fuck i want to post. UNFOLLOW ME BITCH IF IT REALLY ANNOYS YOU. and i don’t put it on your tumblr profile retard, if you really knew tumblr, you’d know it’s the dashboard and since you’re FUCKING following me you’ll see MY FUCKING POSTS. You could have been nice about it, and be like “whoa, dude, calm down with the links”. I woulda responded nicely to that. If you don’t have the fucking guts to talk shit in front of my face, or even put your damn name in the boxes, you must be a fucking bitch. I don’t even care, I’m done with this shit, I haven’t used formspring for a fucking long ass time. Seriously, gtfo my followers list.