Hi there, random person reading this. I'd like to tell you a little about me, myself, and I... but that'd be boring since me has nothing to say, myself is pretty slow, and I really don't care enough to tell you more about me or myself. So... yeah. Stories. I like them. You obviously like them. Have a read if you want. If you don't want... why are you here? Wow, that was philosophical. Let me rephrase: Why are you here on this site for reading, looking at my profile reading stuff about me, myself, and I that is pretty boring? There. I like that much better. If you somehow made it this far into my little midnight ramble, I congratulate you. Here's a meme. *Insert meme because I am too tired to find one for you.* God. Why am I still writing this? This means nothing. I just keep typing. Stop it fingers. Stop! ... They aren't listening. Okay, well, I'm just gonna get a rusty spoon now. I like rusty spoons. I like to touch them. The feeling of rust against my salad fingers... is almost orgasmic... UGH!! Asdfghjkl. No. No, Salad Fingers. You're nightmares are not welcome tonight. *Sigh...* Well, if you got that reference, you know my pain, and if you're reading this at midnight too, I just want to say sorry. Sorry for the potential creepiness I have instilled on you. And also... Slenderman is behind you.