Graces F and Symphonia were pretty fun Might pick it up
No! We were having friendship with happyness...
Carl had blanked out again. He had been thinking, actually. About why he was here. And for all the stars in the sky, he didn't know why he was here. He remembered waking up, kind of, because his bed was too hot. And then... breakfast? He rubbed his temples. The yellow boy was chatting with him, and he would reciprocate with nods and smiles. But he just didn't understand. He leaned against a rain lazily, and then- The elevator lurched, and lurched again. Once more, and then it was finished. He had slid quickly to the floor, thumping his head on th elevator wall. Colors swam, and he slowly saw the weird fact that they were all completely different clearer than before. Then a 5 of Hearts hit him in the face. He unsteadily stood up. It was a weird, quiet commotion. He rubbed the growing knt on the back of his head, and then he waded to Purple, oblivious to her rage. He reached her and offered a hand."Need a lift?" He asked, smiling uncomfortably wide. God, his head hurt. What's going on?
MagicLauncher is the only reason I bother with Minecraft Fun game, though.
****s a snapshot
Yeah man newbs, whatcha gonna do.
I didn't know the guy made hard lemonade.
pretty great
I never knew you. Congratulations, by the way. Really.
I'm just happy it ****ing happened. oh but yes definitely
There's lots of hard lemonade on the only turntables I have access to. So most definitely.
It was okay. Andrew Garfield is cute. Nice visuals.
Oh, okay. I'm caring more each day. About everything. And less.
Well I don't care about plenty of things, but here specifically?
**** everything now meet me by the mother brain kiss me on the sidewalk I made it rain lay me down if I die on a bed of ****ing thorns I wanna be the veterinarian Like meet me by the mother brain How I met your mother I'm not Straight
This doujin is terrible so far, and the ending is worse. But eh.
That's a baseless, "life is dead, weep weep" theory. What about people with personality? Gasp. By your loic, we would all behave like the first humans, because we all took after our ancestors personalities. It doesn't work that way. You can't change who you are, you can change what you look like, and act like, but what you're saying isn't true. It's a cynic's view, and the cynic is never interesting.
Cool. Trippy stuff, KHVidsnet. 7/4/12 It's pretty choppy. I've been going for lucid dreams for close to a year, but it's hurting, not helping. It's kind of making my dreams weirdly incoherent. So. I find myself sitting alone on a beach, sort of a lagoon. There are many creatures in the water and swarming around me, but I am perfectly calm. I sit there, staring at the water for what seems like hours, alone but for the insects and fish. Then a hand rests on my shoulder. A young woman, I'd say 19 or 20, is standing over me. She pulls me to my feet. She tells me she doubts I've been here for as long as I thought, and the insects move as a mass to be eaten by the fish. She says I am close to being aware, and she walks sluggishly with the insects into the lagoon. She walks until I can no longer see her head. I sit back down and go to sleep. I don't remember waking up, nor do I remember much of what follows. I am in a building, laying on a gray mat, and I am tired. There are thousands, possibly millions of photos of the lagoon, serving as the buildings only decoration. A large beetle sits on the ground, staring at the smallest painting. It sighs. "Jay," it says, "You were sleeping." "I remember." "Jay," says the beetle, "Why are you in my home?" I sit silently for a while, and then say, "I don't know." The beetle nods and sighs. It picks me up and takes me out of the building. As soon as it exits, it becomes the young woman. She kisses me on the forehead and places me on the sand. "Stay awake," She says. But I don't care, so I curl up and close my eyes. Then I woke up.
Yes. West.
No **** no But yes
