K I N G / O F / G R A P E S
My first grade teacher gave me a piece of paper one day and asked me to draw what I want to be when I grow up. I drew a man sitting on a throne made up of grapes. He carried a staff that was also made of grapes. Even his floor was made of grapes. I wanted to be the King of Grapes. Specifically the green ones.
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Hi, hello, fuck you! I'm Alan, nice to meet you. What'd you say your name was??? Wow, that's a nice name. Oh, this is my blog. You see, i'm afraid that soon I'll be old and rotten, much like a fruit that's been left out in the sun. Not only that, but I'm certain most of my braincells will be gone by then. I know, this makes me sad as well. Not to worry, I'm documenting the thoughts in my head here, my own way of staying alive after death. though, I'm sure by the time I die, this site will be a fossil of the internet, meaning some, only a few will come across it. I don't mind, as long as it's out there.
