>oh look, anon is here. >why dont you read us one of your

>Implying women would ever initiate conversation with me

>>8864608
T-Thanks, this is a piece I wrote called Ode to Schopenhauer

how is it possible for a room to have so many unfuckable women in it

>>8864629
It just has to be a room in England.

>>8864608
I repeat: I am NOT rich. So, stop pretending to like what I like to generate emotional links between us so you can suck my dick and then my money, whores.

>>8864608
Limerick, limerick,
Gimerick, schtimerick,
How does your garden grow?

With teeth like a mare,
I will fuck your face fair,
And leave your nose riddled with snow.

Limerick, limerick,
Gimerick, schtimerick,
Set forth from your brazen ways.

Rip out those big tits,
And bounce them on my bits,
You can pump me for days and days.

Limerick, limerick,
Gimerick, schtimerick,
Like a herd of young cows in the yard.

I'll take more than some,
Salty milk makes me cum,
I'm a sensitive man and I'm hard.

>>8864680
>implying the spaghetti wont fill the room after the 1st verse

>>8864680
exactly.

>>8864608
Please enjoy this little something I've been working on. It's titled Five Inches:

Five
Inches is
A handful

Five
Inches is
A mouthful

Five
Inches is
A buttful

Five
Inches is
A gashful

Five
Inches is
Plenty.

>>8864686
That's funny you say that, because the poem is actually called Ode to a Spaghetti Fuck #5.

>tfw I don't even read poetry

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>not writing free verse poems

All of them are ugly and fat wtf

>>8864837
oh my...

God and mankind have concerned themselves for nothing, for nothing but themselves. Let me then likewise concern myself for myself, who am equally with God the nothing of all others, who am my all, who am the only one.

If God, if mankind, as you affirm, have substance enough in themselves to be all in all to themselves, then I feel that I shall still less lack that, and that I shall have no complaint to make of my "emptiness." I am not nothing in the sense of emptiness, but I am the creative nothing, the nothing out of which I myself as creator create everything.

Away, then, with every concern that is not altogether my concern! You think at least the "good cause" must be my concern? What's good, what's bad? Why, I myself am my concern, and I am neither good nor bad. Neither has meaning for me.

The divine is God's concern; the human, man's. My concern is neither the divine nor the human, not the true, good, just, free, etc., but solely what is mine, and it is not a general one, but is -- unique, as I am unique.

Nothing is more to me than myself!

>>8864632
>>8864629

This is almost CERTAIN. Fuck my country.

>>8864877
OwO what's this nigger

>>8864884
>>8864877
wow what a nigger but in plural

>>8864890
wow what a negroid

Alright. Y'all might dig this one:

For so a light in her eye did beam at
The moon, at the stars, at the universe
That I did sway so gently like a breeze
For hope that you may enlighten the land
With sweet and harmonious love and life
So that others may see you the way that
I have and always shall admire you

>>8864877
Yes, it's in Manchester.