Rule of... well, me, because I formulated it myself and still can't find any proof that anybody else did before me: To find the meaning of a piece, present it to an imbecile who knows only what the words mean, who cannot construct a greater meaning than that if he tried. That is its truth. Beyond that, beyond what is clearly written into the text, all meaning is fictional, outside of the
Perhaps a place of rest, She seeks the actual soft. Perhaps she looks for me, First time now for weeks. Perhaps to help my pain, Or just the hamster see.
I know why she is really here. Kitty heart pills have the side effect of making them quite active and clingy, followed by long nap. Screw poetry. It is a waste of time when you could be writing an actual story.
Future historians will take Ruby Pinch in SatN as a symbol for the inevitable approach of motherhood and how the thought is growing inside her, won't they.
3174030technically still writing on a deceptive lesbian plot, dealing with a child that is on the suicide stage of its eternal cycle, grasping evermore power wherever I go. Usual.
I also got top 8 of a 76 player Magic event, so that's something to brag.
You likely had anaesthesia applied.
3174015 Well, duh, yes. The point is, that was yesterday. Haven't felt a thing since then, and any kind of numbing is gone by now.
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Then you simply were of those who didn't have any consequences from their absence. How have you been?
3174030 technically still writing on a deceptive lesbian plot, dealing with a child that is on the suicide stage of its eternal cycle, grasping evermore power wherever I go. Usual.
I also got top 8 of a 76 player Magic event, so that's something to brag.
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That's very good then.