Become my mother.
Date a drug addict.
Worst time(s) of my life other than losing a loved one. Not the drug addicts...
Ah, distinctly I remember, it was in the bleak December
That I chose to be a member, here, despite the oath I swore,
After SodaHead's betrayal (which surpassed all words' portrayal):
I would nevermore set sail, as in Pirate days of yore,
On opinion sites most sundry, all with trolls that some deplore,
Nameless here, forevermore.
Get the Internet at home
Join a social media site.