What is truer than that which is true?

I did not know it was that serious.

That’s the beginning of bards.

She broke everyone’s back and they were the strongest mule.

Why do you suck men's dicks?

…

There you go Nathan, a napkin.

Wow wow. Satan sold his soul and he was God, bigger than God like Two Gods you know The Archetype.

Saepe ut vero explicabo illo hic aspernatur.

No, I will get it someday. Now I remember my true love. She was black. I lied you’ll see. No you won’t. I’ll try to invent her in some medium. No I won’t. I will worship her like jumping jelly beans. Yes, that’s the answer, I love you jellybeans forever jellybeans forever jelly beans forever forever jelly. I… I win. I won.

Usually women are serious. Sometimes men are. Not that women aren’t serious.

It’s so obvious what that means.

Why are we explaining today’s “climate change” as driven by human related “green house” gasses when natural “global warming” pushed sea level up to the “shores” of Topeka with no human contribution or even presence? Is Occam’s Rasor applied?

It’s nothing, I get it.

According to Zeno, the question mark known as the sign of confusion.

Her husband said that, they were 11th dimensional.

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Odin forsake her she needs Nathan.

Next you say Jemma Japanese Jemima Butterworth Jungle Jima

The wraiths complain. He felt calm and tranquil.

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No, you are as of now. I will make you huger than her. Huger than the hugest hugest women.

She felt bad.

What is scream?

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Now she’s just like Jimi in a hospital. She needs to marry a woman.

One translation of HT is that it involves the Romans. Another translation is that it involves Big Ladies with Big Boobs (Nathan called this ‘Ya with C’).

Henworth kind of turned me off.

Hey girls can we see some anal play?

You want it?

Her neverending orgasm was bigger than the letters used to spell her name.

Ere we go someone said. It was too much like winny the pooh. Nathan thought about it and rejected it.

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They called this the two lovely loves.

Nathan may think that the ‘Elidian leap’ is higher than true, this originally referred to anything more important than Sappho, now it refers to beating the most recently greatest tradition.

Yes. You did.

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Whoa wah.

Thank you, I will make you immortal not her maybe your boobs will grow bigger.

I am writing a romantasy novel and I’m starting out with a love interest who was a previous ex. In the end, he will betray her, however I need some character flaws that leaves characters feeling uneasy about him. Any tips?

She’s just huges then huges huges huges huges huges then huges growing.

Philosophical ambition thank two.

Shit, she too huge to hug her size.

Like what’s Ted?

She’s worth two kisses.

That? You’re that rich?

Duckworths. You just ruined auntie jimima.

The big ladies wanted a disease that made their boobs bigger.

What?

Brasize

She’s two beautiful.

Two of them makes a guy get hard.

I did? Both of them?

You ARE women. I will make you pregnant like Pergammon. I will come over your whole reality. I will make you Satan of Satans and stormier than storms.

Nathan said I missed it. I missed the woman, the family, the DNA, the children, more children, and maybe the hope of a human reality. God messed up and I’m God I’m sorry I wish I could do better than Howard J, better luck next time EXCEPT there won’t be a next time. I’m God signing out. From now on Life is a delusion inside my mind. There is no reality, there is only the fornication of God. I’m God, reality is masturbation because I masturbated. I’m sorry. Maybe I’m just a masturbator. I don’t know any better reality. I’m thankful anyway. Efficiency was worth a shot. I am still trying to have ideas. I have to. That is God signing off. Of course I’m really Nathan and I like boobs that’s what makes me sadder than sad. They don’t like me and I’m the nature of reality for me. I wish for boobs huger than huge that’s what I have to hope for because nobody likes me. Nobody is smart enough, I am the answer in my own contextual reality. I am the maker of my ideas and my forms of life. I have to love because I don’t hate. I just think it involves masturbation. Otherwise it would involve a woman, or a child, or a base animal, or a sidewalk or something.

A woman who thought Nathan killed the alphabet came up to Nathan and said he has DNA.

The horniest guys were just boobs, they weren’t even in love.

She’s reality X2.

Bonkers is her middle name, she’s growing bigger?

She Jests?

That’s the answer. You figured it out.

She’s my mule and I invented drugs for her.

She sizzles so much the letter Z got her backwards.

(And what else? Nothing. He complained that he had a soul, but it wasn’t still).

Someday. I’ve been having sundaes though not yet with women. I don’t want to have the real deal.

They decided Nathan could have the stupid tits.

No, she felt good I can tell.

She’s witchmagic. Everyone says so.

Nathan’s serious.

Stupids, That’s like the Golden Gate Bridge.