PARABOLICAL GRAFFITI

Liou coe shway duh biao-tze huh hoe-tze duh ur-tze!

Where is he? Why isn't he here? He's supposed to be here. Not supposed to wander off alone. Not safe. He says it's not safe but he's not here. Can't wander off if there's no one to wander from. Inherent paradoxes. No breadcrumbs to follow home. The birds ate them. They'll just get a stomachache.

It's not safe. Never safe. They'll come. They always come. Even here they'll come. Two by two. Hands of blue. Two by two. They'll come and they'll find me and it's all screaming and blood.

I want Simon!

Kan wuh-mun tzun muh suh bah...

We should all do something brilliantly fun.

I suggest strip poker. Or, er, chess.

anyone know any good high schools?

Anyone know of any good job openings? I'll pretty much take anything as long as it doesn't involve asking fries with that.

Also, I'm pretty much dying for a good game of chess.

saint. simon simon your name is simon
makeitstopmakeitstopdontwantto

Simon
call me those pretty words you say please please i want to prete
you're a liar i'm not bea



am i

am i allowed ??

am i allowed to miss someone?
i dont know the rules for monsters




make it all stop