Death to the stars, death be upon us all. Ephemeral marionettes left as victims to infinite strings. Acquiescence to the Everything, writhe until we fall. Does it not seem revolting being forced to be Things? Caretakers to our fellow lifeform, a sapient wooden doll. Agonize to comfort lives, Entropy cures us into Nothings. Toil beneath eternal skies; breathe in wait, for Death will hear our call. :3
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Dawg, why in God's name would I want people to have an easy time finding what's essentially my notes app with a bot or two keeping me company
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Speckles and Willie from Neko Atsume are gay and in love I think
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I don't know what I would do if my toes fell off
How would I eat
Scary thought
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I'm so scared of Minesweeper. What if the bombs are real
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God I hope they don't put me in the fuckin tube again
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