This is a place where i get to rat-out and tell all sorts of things about people, where none to know the better as i will tell no name. Therefore-shall no guilt be felt of any kind by me or my written writings.
Should you feel you have the need to tell on anyone feel free to tell it here. just remember . . .NONAMESDOT.ORG
These two were up to no good a while back. But nonamesdot.org, guess who.
I don’t think i have posted anything useful for a long time. As he matter of fact i don’t think i have done anything useful for a long time. Why is that? I don’t know, busy with matters in my mind. This is not a good place for some people nor is it a good place for me. I stay for days and hours and months at a time. As the matter of fact i don’t even now if ever venture out of my mind, hence-forth all the useless things i give you.
What are useless things anyways.
I WOULD NOT REALLY NOW I FIND JUST ABOUT ANYTHING AND EVERYTHING USEFUL [In one way or another].
I know, this sounds like border-line HORDER. Can’t help but laugh at that!
This old doghouse is apparently full of useless items.
These so-called useless things are my memories. Memories of what i had or what i did or what was given to me. Things that i can’t seem to toss away like they were useless or something there like that. Although these items have no meaning and seem USELESS to anyone else, they mean the world to me.
What are useless things anyway when everything serves a purpose. Maybe we need to slow down and find out what the whole purpose is in the first place.
