Breath deprived laugh staring at the image as the number 727 ran through my head. I'm scared to look at the time when someone asks me what time is it. It's torment, psychological torture, I am being conditioned to laugh maniacly any time I see an 3-digit number which is anywhere close to 727. I can't fucking live like this... I can't I can't I can't I can't I can't! And don't get me fucking started on the words! I'll never hear the phrase "when you see it" again without thinking of 727. Someone does pretty cool and respectable score and I can't say anything other than "WYSI." I could watch a man Fc hard underweighted map I love and all I would be able to say is "WYSI" and laugh like a fucking insane person. And the phrase "when you see it" is ruined. I can't live anymore. 727 has destroyed my fucking life. I want to eject myself from this plane of existence.
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