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Hickory Dickory Dog.
Nota 15
—¿ cómo algo como el alcohol puede darte valor?
It's too early to be this horny
What time is it
Time to buy a watch :v
Truth is I have always had plenty of money, and for the rest of my days the Lord shall provide all I'll ever need, even if by some unseen and miraculous device... what I don't have is time. What is always needed of me is my time, as in to mean my mere presence in a given place for a given period of space, polarizing the very atoms in the air to reflect the momentary sand grains as they bead blast and wear down my sundial wristwatch, which to be honest- tends to report the hour a bit innacurately and slow, as in about three hours, give or take, and so the syncing of this ship is taking longer to dive in the prophesied record time, while Cap-size continues to steal your shine of the limelight... at least I was raised by enough vamps to know that when the parasitic grows painfully toxic, it has got to go, by fire, or scrubbing, or brute force, or -i don't even know right now- the wound must be wholly cleansed, else the outsted impure spirit will leave and return with seven more of its sordid friends, only to find the same haunt as before, all swept and invitingly clean... for it is written- although I forget the exact verse citation at this time, but it would appear the message of these words has not been minced, because they are so important for all to hear- else they'd have been common-denominator'ed differently to reach far and wide the *ears* and <eyes> of those yet burdened and in need of comforting truth, instead of ponderous lies. . .
Realities destroyed are smaller than me
Because I am real enough....
....you'll never even truly know.