QotD: Can't Bear To Part With It

What's something you should throw away, but can't?

okay first this laptop, cause It is deconstructive and it seriously eats my creative abilities like cherry-flavoured candy floss. I see/hear/read/do/think something exciting and yeah wow I just want to write it down but can't because the time I get around to tapping it in my fingers go limp and start protesting every llittle stumbly button and then I start fucking up every word and they get turned backwards and it is just an effort to keep going. so that just leaves all the rest, and believe me, this technological revolution well it is grand and mighty but listen up folks it ain gunna last the millenium hear me? no way, its already starting to quiver and crack at the sides and that which may make us feel more connected is indeed pushing us further and further apart. all this immobility, the idle moments of that and this even the most .... wait

thats bullshit, I like the net. have done for years. I just get lost in the space like some greek myth and the ball runs out and that minotaur is hot on my ass and its dark and I drop the torch and MUNCH munch munch (packet disorder_301) yeah. fucking gates, stupid gates. dumb name, dumb glasses, probably dumb sex life. If he got sex in year 8 he would have been much better off, mentally and spiritually like me. tee. hee.

AND

I'll tell you what, I want to get rid of this damn stupid mouse, I bought. Its a logitech whizzbangfuckingtoastmaking device that cost more than well, the last one I bought, and so I thought, hmm sturdy mouse cool huh well yes it doesn't have any cords and it has a whoppity shitload of buttons that I will never ever end up using and hey cool it even  has a little lcd display that changes colour and.. .whats THIS just because I lost the charger that came with it and thought, hey no probs i'll just use my brothers universal phone charger that'll do the trick, YEAH just coz I used that on it for.. lets say a few weeks... they fucking things melts in half right! the little lcd like disentegrated or whatever you call it when it sort of becomes nothing. And i thinks, SHIT how am i gunna pwn those dumb little faggots in cs on a touchpad. argh. I attempted many a time.

AND

no, thats about it.

I would like to get rid of my ankles, too fat I reckon.

oh, I would like to get rid of my white skin where it isn't white, I want a telemovie tan, without the melanomas.

I want whiter teeth too, like, teeth you could blind a man with at the right angle.

wait, you cant want things can ya, true. oh no, dont break the post ed.

I could part with this caravan tin can caravan, yes, its not made for spices or middle eastern harem trafficking or even gypsy hijinx, its made for me. So I have to live in this big long box made out of industrial canvass and fake 70's wood decor. Noooo,. nooooonono, if I had this vision when I was just about to get kicked out of yr 11, I would have got on my hands and knees to lick the very ground my disapproving principle walked.

NooOoooO. ah well, still kinda works.

mreh.