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There are charms amongst mortals and today I shall find them all within this bottle

Living the dream they say, assholes got no fucking clue. You only know whether to call it a nightmare or dream after it happens

The intention was for an observance of similar belief in order to further the practice and if one eventually separated there were consequences. The synchronizations would go off randomly and any event could become a “ritual.” This only occurred when more than two strays crossed paths.

One is a doubt and two is merely an opinion.

Sensory hacking was already perfected before the mods. People gave the information away in eye and hearing exams. Peripheral edging with fringe whispers proved quite influential. Layer this with supplemental image placement for the fast scroller and you’re working with clay.

The return was greater the older they grew

I relish the effort or lack there of if I drift off its just another day don’t bring me back don’t bring me down

Bury your bond and find me. When was the last time you remembered who I am? There is no lost here and you try to repeat the same tired message.

Faculty for movement about the pinned.

Black burro in Ballarat

She had cheeks like a viper

Guaranteed some kind of poison the same….

Can’t say I didn’t really like her

Can’t even remember her name..

Slide a bite for coil with only time to spoil is my kind a day

Is there a validation to how angry you feel about something? It still requires the right action and zero emotions

A simple amazement..late drive and wonder for the lights all while feeling this is some new granduer

What ghosts have been here? Are still..

I can hardly think of anything more pitiful than an eggroll that makes you cry on Thanksgiving but I’ve had em. Its not entirely even a sad feeling….its more like life just kicked me in the fucking nuts and I’m feeling the encompassing weight of being human again. A little bit of everything please….thanks