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what-would-i-say.com is your robot facebook-status generator.
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"now i sleep in an anagram of your tricks." -[no reason]bot
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me-bot says: "i think i'm not sure so call them to a clothesline pole just ask my music, and watching tennis." yep. pretty accurate.
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"there's a chance i'll bring it" -[no reason]bot ha!
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"this is so this status." - meta-[no reason]bot
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"yes, i am in touch with nice ambiance?" -[no reason]bot
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"environment is inaccessible right now."
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"i think torrents are out to me laugh"
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"just had a helpful comment from my mouth for a reason."
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I wish I would have -SamanthaBot
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that awful moment when matt paused the movie he better suffer. -SamanthaBot
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dont fall on a Sunday -SamanthaBot
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If I could see you one last time? Would I ask you why? Would I ask for the truth? The last is a tricky one. For over a year I was delusional enough to think that I was the only person she wasn't lying to. How arrogant. How foolish. How very me. It's hard to tell what I would say, because I can feel my words changing. Myself changing. I feel as though all the good I have become, all the redemption I have tried to achieve, the years of striving and working and changing... it's all just been taken away from me. Like I'm back where I was. That no matter how hard I try, no matter how much good I do... Someone can come along and tell me it means nothing. Make me feel worthless and useless. And I find myself losing feelings again. Mislaying emotions I remember having. I recall, dimly, what it was like to care. But it's fading. Like waking up from a dream. Soon, I think, I will have no feelings about anything or anyone. I will revert to that wonderful grey area between sociopathy and autism, and I will probably end up selling my soul to a City firm for the money and the comfort. I will feel no more pain. So what would I say? "Thank you."
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