Sometimes what happens do not wait. It happens that the trains pass even if you do not expect them to pass and that despite your endless expectations. Happen to be blinded on the Damascus road. It happens suddenly lose all sense and instead find yourself lost, you realize how everything actually makes sense not to have angry at all. You can do and undo all the contingencies and events at will. So they will always remain the same, as you can use them.
A monologue for two. A dialogue on their own. Too often talk of the mirror would be better, at least one person in front of you who understands what you say but not limited to passively listen. Or worse to pronounce nonsense from a supposed empathy. Hypocrites.
do me a favor: tell from the heights of a suppository. It is enough.
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Everybody Loves Hypnotoad 2.0
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