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The correct way to handle / report TOS violators:There are plenty of people that come to this site simply to wreak havoc and cause discord amongst it's honest members. You know what I'm talking about, Trolls, thieves, and spam bots. Spam bots are an easy fix. They aren't real people, and despite spreading the dangerous scam/virus links, it's much easier to report them than trolls or thieves. This article is all about how to handle and correctly report these three most common TOS violators.
Let's go ahead and take care of the easier of the three first. If you don't know what a spam bot is, please see this Spam Bot FAQ. These accounts are relatively easy to pick out. If you suspect an account is spamming, take a look at their recent activity page. If it looks like this http://fav.me/d54lk4b chances are very high it is a spammer. Click on where it says "comment" on their recent activity page to read their comment and tell for sure wheth
True love.You don't know true love until you have searched out in the rain for your "runaway" cat only to find her in the closet a while later.
A gloomy day haikuA Gloomy Day
I roll out of bed
rain pattering dull rhythms
back to sleep I go
It's a pretty gloomy day. Cloudy and threatening to storm. I didn't want to do more than curl up and sleep!
a dangerous hallucinationThe light coming through the window was bright,
much too bright.
Even though my eyes were closed
I could see it-
The skin of my arms prickled,
sweat dripped from my brow.
It was two in the afternoon but…
the sun was setting
through the window facing east.
I should have seen the hutch,
shelves lined with bone china
decorated with delicate leaves and vines.
I was so thirsty
and reaching for cups that should have been there.
Instead I found a billboard of butterflies,
the colors raging
more than any rainbow
I'd ever seen.
Their wings fluttered and flashed
yet somehow they moved in slow motion.
I wanted to stand,
wanted to reach out and touch them but…
I couldn't move,
and yet I laughed
ignoring my dry mouth
and the tingling in my feet.
There was a tempest
on the rise
and in my blood.
A sugar rush disguised
as a riot of butterflies
and they were swarming me.
There was a small vial
of insulin in my pocket
that I nev
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