What is truer than that which is true?

That’s the beginning of bards.

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

Whoa wah.

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Henworth kind of turned me off.

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

I did not know it was that serious.

What does it mean to dream about demons possessing people, and what can be done about this dream that keeps occurring for years?

Brasize

Odin forsake her she needs Nathan.

Duckworths. You just ruined auntie jimima.

Do you think all these charges that have been brought against Trump are just a coincidence? If he was such a big threat why did they wait 3 years to bring these charges? Or is this all just election interference?

She’s witchmagic. Everyone says so.

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

They decided Nathan could have the stupid tits.

Why does my best friend call me ugly and act like she’s joking, but today she looked at me and said “I wouldn’t lie to you”? What should I say back to her?

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

Two of them makes a guy get hard.

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

Why does Boko Haram attack its own Muslims?

She sizzles so much the letter Z got her backwards.

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

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She Jests?

Like what’s Ted?

You want it?

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It’s so obvious what that means.

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

Her husband said that, they were 11th dimensional.

Why are perceived or real slights interpreted as rejections and reality by pwBPD?

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

Shit, she too huge to hug her size.

She’s reality X2.

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The wraiths complain. He felt calm and tranquil.

She’s two beautiful.

No, she felt good I can tell.

Are you afraid of being alone?

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

Nathan’s serious.

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.

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That? You’re that rich?

She’s worth two kisses.

What is scream?

What is your favourite colour and why?

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.

Yes. You did.

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They called this the two lovely loves.

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

Stupids, That’s like the Golden Gate Bridge.

Philosophical ambition thank two.

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

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

What?

Next you say Jemma Japanese Jemima Butterworth Jungle Jima

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.

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

It’s nothing, I get it.

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’).

There you go Nathan, a napkin.

I did? Both of them?

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

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

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

That’s the answer. You figured it out.

She felt bad.

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