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The Dreamed Outcome Of Launching A Psychic Attack Can Make You Feel Small And Petty. I Think For That Reason I'm Going To Refrain From Launching Any.

I Can't Even Tell You What Else I Imagined. I Can Only Humiliate Myself To Such A Degree; At A Certain Point It Becomes Humorous, And This Story Is Not Meant To Be Humorous. This Story Is Meant To Winch Your Ribs Open And Tamper With Your Heart. This Story Is Meant To Make You Realize That Your Chances Of Happiness In This World Are Terribly Slim If You Lack A Fine Imagination.

Maybe The Body Is Taking Responsibility Where The Mind Is Not. It's Scrapbooking For Us.

I Am Simply Looking For A Companion With Whom To Spend My Days, A Companion Who Will Cherish As Much As I The Stupidity Of Living In The Moment, And Spend Every Dull, Amazing Second With Me.

I Spend Far Too Much Time On Ebay Buying Lamps And Upholstery Remnants.