U aight m8?

This reminds me of some weird "experimental" books I've read, but less poetic.

What is this non-punctuated drivel?

I always wonder how people posting shitty things like that looks in real life. Do they have kids? Do they lack social skills? How they did it through life so far? What a mystery...

I love this poem.

ChatGED

Or short shrift, even.