I would say ask me anything, but I suspect that you probably don't give a fuck. Truth be told,neither do I. So there's that.
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I would say ask me anything, but I suspect that you probably don't give a fuck. Truth be told,neither do I. So there's that.
As long as i can think I really think I need to think
Right Away Great Captain!
And I know you don't know what I'm capable of. But in time you'll taste all the salt in my lungs.
Right Away Great Captain!
the blade that would kill me
I met her at a wedding. She captured me in all possible ways. She was light, she was energy and power, held by a grace that is unimaginable. I knew she was sick. I just didn't know how sick. I woke up to her standing over me, my two beautiful daughters asleep in the next room. Her arms were sliced up and down from a knife. This was only the beginning. Hospital trips, her telling me the voice tells her to kill me sometimes. We were engaged. We were to be married. My children still cry for her to this very moment as I write. I miss her. So much. I can't breath. Her disease stole her from herself. Her family. And now me, and my children. She was so beautiful, inside and out. And now all I see is a ghost. Everywhere I look. Always. It is there. The great library, at Alexandria, we spoke of it as our refuge. A safe place where all the knowledge and beauty of the world would be there, at our fingertips. I would not have believed in a million years that, the blade that would kill me, could have come from inside the library. I know you don't know me, and I know not of you, but I was real. I believed. I loved like no other. I was good. I tried. goodbye
you are the best liar the world has ever known
go fuck yourself
Lastly, in what appears to be a coincidence, the 44.1 kHz sampling rate is exactly 4 times the line frequency of the old 441 lines German TV standard, which had a frequency of 441 × 50 ÷ 2 = 11,025 Hz (441 lines per frame, 50 fields per second, 2 fields per frame).
01101001101 011010 11001101
I'm a fucking robot
bfd
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