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Drool and schizoid woman.
I don't understand the state of dreaming, being able to lucid dream, aware that you're inside a space where you shouldn't be able to exist within a state of awareness but somehow you do - the excitement can wake you up, but staying calm you can stay within this space for a long period of time if you're experienced and well versed within the act of lucid dreaming. There's a certain feeling within dreams, even when they aren't lucid that I can't shake off when I'm awake because of how specific that feeling is within a dream - that light and floaty feeling, sometimes it's almost like static in a way? It can't really be explained with waking words, but it's almost time for me to sleep as I did my usual nightly routine and I wonder what the dream space will be like tonight, where I'll be, who I'll see. I don't know why I dream so frequently, probably from how much sleep I tend to get but it's always about people I wouldn't expect, people I don't think about anymore - or places from my past, but they feel empty. I know I ramble about dreams a lot but they're something I've been interested in ever since I was a child, for some reason I've always had vivid dreams, lucid dreams, false awakenings, sleep paralysis and the like - it's fascinating to me how we can go through this kind of psychosis when asleep.
I'm watching Kowloon Generic Romance it the main girl kinda looks like that Mysterious Girlfriend X woman, but much more attractive.
I have seen your deeper history. Realization erupted for your ways of the most filth. What commeth you. Why? In what dimension was this compatible for me? Has your new man touched you wrongfully? Far gone you come. Quick you left. Your presence was great mistaken. Your existence reminded me of how great I am. On this Friday night you are drunk and depressed. Tomorrow you will be tired. Sunday will want to kill yourself. Will anyone remember?
Infuriate I become. There were never rises in you. Lows, and more. Left in your own world with a body scorn from abuse of your own. Hell be praised for it connects to your dimension. Yet you do not seek a drink of the pure water and cleanest oceans. Savage you are that you do not want a greater meaning beside the usage of the weed that controls. Smoke more, the delusion falls on yourself for you have created the very own. I have learned to not hear of whispers from whores such as yourself. Your fate is commeth soon. No offspring be put into this world from you. You disgrace this cosmos and you live in finite of limits. You presume me of some ghost and I presume you of some filth. I step on you for you are dirt and no more with no value. You seek nothing, and get nothing. A numb.
You will not thrive. It is you and yourself for your life wither. You will only survive there will be no prosperity. You will be beaten more and that is soon to come. Suicide is your only option. There is no return to a clean world. You will suffer among whores. It is you that you are nothing more than anything. Shitful, hateful, delusional, and you hate yourself more than ever. This year is just a greater reminder of what you are and of what you will never ever become, that is a dream and that is better than yourself of past, past time and yesterday. Soon you will know of the platinum mistakes. A chemistry was never real, and your chemistry be off foolishness, feminine falsity. You have lied to me and Rose and you will lie more to yourself and I strike you down to hell. You will burn there as you are now.
Remember that you are no more to me and will be forgotten. Wives of my future will spit on you and I will find your very grave and spit on it. I am a proud necromancer but I will not summon you for you are a dirty falsity. Go outside and eat from a dog bowl you foul women. Your youth was one wasted and your 20s are to a close soon. Please post about your suicide so I can drink wine to it. So me and my wives can laugh at it. Let me feel the arousal of your downfall you worthless stain. Please stay off my concrete for every step you take the concrete cracks and gets soiled. You dog, you animal, you bear, you nothing and forever alone.
A women that has failed at her destiny of instruments has more respect for me than you. It is I that obsess over a more fine women than you that fears me of my stalkerish behavior. Stay away from my place of holy. Stay beyond my gates of my very own cathedral. You are not warranted here and there. Stay outside in the rain and cry. You are foul in nature. Arrogant, ignorant, hateful. You are selfish, quick to assume, cry of simple things and blame others for your current position.
Perish you
Infuriate I become. There were never rises in you. Lows, and more. Left in your own world with a body scorn from abuse of your own. Hell be praised for it connects to your dimension. Yet you do not seek a drink of the pure water and cleanest oceans. Savage you are that you do not want a greater meaning beside the usage of the weed that controls. Smoke more, the delusion falls on yourself for you have created the very own. I have learned to not hear of whispers from whores such as yourself. Your fate is commeth soon. No offspring be put into this world from you. You disgrace this cosmos and you live in finite of limits. You presume me of some ghost and I presume you of some filth. I step on you for you are dirt and no more with no value. You seek nothing, and get nothing. A numb.
You will not thrive. It is you and yourself for your life wither. You will only survive there will be no prosperity. You will be beaten more and that is soon to come. Suicide is your only option. There is no return to a clean world. You will suffer among whores. It is you that you are nothing more than anything. Shitful, hateful, delusional, and you hate yourself more than ever. This year is just a greater reminder of what you are and of what you will never ever become, that is a dream and that is better than yourself of past, past time and yesterday. Soon you will know of the platinum mistakes. A chemistry was never real, and your chemistry be off foolishness, feminine falsity. You have lied to me and Rose and you will lie more to yourself and I strike you down to hell. You will burn there as you are now.
Remember that you are no more to me and will be forgotten. Wives of my future will spit on you and I will find your very grave and spit on it. I am a proud necromancer but I will not summon you for you are a dirty falsity. Go outside and eat from a dog bowl you foul women. Your youth was one wasted and your 20s are to a close soon. Please post about your suicide so I can drink wine to it. So me and my wives can laugh at it. Let me feel the arousal of your downfall you worthless stain. Please stay off my concrete for every step you take the concrete cracks and gets soiled. You dog, you animal, you bear, you nothing and forever alone.
A women that has failed at her destiny of instruments has more respect for me than you. It is I that obsess over a more fine women than you that fears me of my stalkerish behavior. Stay away from my place of holy. Stay beyond my gates of my very own cathedral. You are not warranted here and there. Stay outside in the rain and cry. You are foul in nature. Arrogant, ignorant, hateful. You are selfish, quick to assume, cry of simple things and blame others for your current position.
Perish you
I'm going to rape you live on air
Alucard has such a tiny head
Gore San
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edgy bastard
And those hands are enormous.
Big yaoi hands.
>"im a private person"
>then makes several long ass public schizoposts talking about whatever is on their mind at the time instead of just communicating like a human being.
Which one is it?
It's called a persona and having fun? What's wrong is it turning you off?
I have absolutely no idea what Hellsing, all I know is the blondie is cute and it isn't related to castlevania.
I'd like to have a cup of tea with our dear friend fedbuster. He seems dissatisfied.
I'm a private person in the sense that I only share what I want to share, I still like to discuss things with other people but it depends on what - and I just don't like to share certain things, such as spoilers of projects I'm working on and the like until I feel ready to share those things. I'm not understanding what the problem is or if I did something wrong to bother you.
I'm sorry,
I don't mean to bother anyone if I do, I just don't always share a lot of different things and really only post when the thoughts build up since it's a way for me to organize and understand my own thoughts better by kind of just blogging them out - I guess I could try to just do that on my website my then again I just figured it was alright whenever I posted whatever I'm thinking here and respond when I can.
I don't mean to bother anyone if I do, I just don't always share a lot of different things and really only post when the thoughts build up since it's a way for me to organize and understand my own thoughts better by kind of just blogging them out - I guess I could try to just do that on my website my then again I just figured it was alright whenever I posted whatever I'm thinking here and respond when I can.
Gore San
⛧ Ć̸̢̧̧̲̰̣͙̖̟̜͕̖͓̣̱̮̣̙̯̜̮̖̣̙̓̑͊̊͋͗̌̐̍̋͋̎̉̓͒͑̀̕͝͝r̵̡̛̰̘͓͎̲͕̖͚͖͕͙̬̣͕̤̣̭̲̙͕͛͛̆̄̃͐̉͑̀̎̎̽͛͋̌̔́̈͘͘͜͝͝͝i̷̧̢̫̣̜͕̣̼̳͉̭͊͆m̷͔̼̠̖̮̪̽̈́͌͑̈͆̂́͌̑̑̿́̑̐͋͒̽͋̈́̃̇̎͑͒̔͌̿̒̐͑̽̍̎̑͗̿̕̕͝s̵̯̦̩̪̼̄̍̋̇̐̅̅͆̒̉̔͑̍̌̽̐͑̈́͐̎͛͆̐͊͂̏̔͒̚͘͝͝͠ò̸̢̮̭̋̋͋̐̍́͊̇̓̐̑̈̋̅̐̃̈́̃͆̎̐̆̀̎̓̃̒̌̎̕̚̚n̶̼̮̫̠̥̳̼̪̙̕
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edgy bastard
There are two animes, one being a spin off with different ending plot, and a canceled mini series along with the manga. Also an abridged by team four star, the ones who did DBZ abridged. In case you run out of other stuff to watch.
Reason: The letter to the pope part is where I got my username.
thanks i might check it out
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