Well, you guys win.
Yeah, here I am, despite my words, despite my oppositions, here I am. The reasoning?
I got curious.
I got on here, let's see, what happened? I was apparently in the first issue of the KS newspaper (really, Pumpkin?), additional posts were made for made for Commando, which are to mentioned, JD got an account, KS is hosting some kind of Amazon gift card study tips scam, and that "Farewell" post probably got more answers and comments than any other of mine (except for the Mystery Maker of the Post--yeah, I figured there wasn't much point in telling you guys, but yep, it was me).
Now, I may have just closed this site once and for all and never had gone back to it again--just as I said--but there was one little thing that made me think again. Honestly, when I clicked "Ask the question" on my last post, I was wondering if it was a mistake. I was leaving behind my friends, and more. It couldn't have been explained better than how Pumpkin put it. My life has been wasting away for the last how many years, then I got on KS and things got a bit better--temporarily. But then that final nail went down into my coffin. I felt awful making one of my best friends also leave when I saw that comment. First comment of the post. What was I doing? Not only was I giving up everyone else here, but I was also making it so that I'd never be able to talk to my partner again!
Well, after I did some quick searching on our names and all, I looked at the latest questions. It was like a stack of bacon and mancakes in a cast iron pan over a nice early morning fire out on the plains--it created its own sort of gravitational pull. I don't click on many of those posts, but I knew that this one could only be one person. And there he was. I didn't even need to hover over o see what it was about, I just clicked on it, and my hopes spiraled about me. Commando, you're back. And so that's why I decided to type up this post.
How many of us have left, then come back again? Too many. Too many plus one.
Dia duit, KS.
