Not just sort of okay. The ice melts and freezes faster the second time.
I've seen it.
Few words mean everything in a world that doesn't shut up. The enemy knows you better than yourself - it's you, with an objective view. I can crumble my tower quicker than any studies conducted have shown, but I like to make my suffering last.
So cheers to my reflexive world shrinking efforts that make my body fatter everyday.
Dec 26, 2013
Dec 26, 2013 at 12:26 PM UTC
Not just sort of okay. The ice melts and freezes faster the second time.
I've seen it.
Few words mean everything in a world that doesn't shut up. The enemy knows you better than yourself - it's you, with an objective view. I can crumble my tower quicker than any studies conducted have shown, but I like to make my suffering last.
So cheers to my reflexive world shrinking efforts that make my body fatter everyday.
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