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i hide behind not a single façade, more on a particular in the word later, i mean, lying becomes exhausting after a while, because it strains the memory, and by straining the memory it's a schoolboy's error of: requiring arithmetic repetition - and by this mode of repetition: tell a lie once, tell the same lie all the time. truth? flimsy, once upon a time, sometimes here, sometimes over there, practically? nonchalance: but much more audacity to boot. me? oh, the glory of sitting on the throne of thrones, and a tiled floor, and sticky sweat feet, and tapping along to i.n.x.s.'s need you tonight, while wiping my *** i think i already said it once: my life? party all the time: i know, the dancefloor is kinda tiny, and they only sell cheap ***** cheaper still by making them into sharpshooters (excess of alcohol, very little mixer, practically hard liquor shandies - that's english for beer, topped with some lemonade... students over here? snakebite, half lagger, half cider, topped with blackcurrant concentrate: and then blagger your way into comatose on the dancefloor) - then english always were, and always will be: the shy alcoholics of the nations, the spinsters... at least with a russian i know i'll be drinking cold, rather than warm yucky ***** inducing ***** because? the english don't know how to drink ***** ah... i forgot to mention, the evolution of letters... obviously the french ç in the words garçon or façade was derived from the greek sigma: ς; well, ****** me all week with a ***** dipped in boiling water... i can appreciate this short hand form of evolution... that's permitted, now it would seem i have to inspect the rest of the etymology-grammatica, i'll just put the zenith and nadir within the greek through to latin dynamic.
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Sep 11, 2017
Sep 11, 2017 at 7:35 AM UTC
paradox / etymology-grammatica
i hide behind not a single façade, more on a particular in the word later, i mean, lying becomes exhausting after a while, because it strains the memory, and by straining the memory it's a schoolboy's error of: requiring arithmetic repetition - and by this mode of repetition: tell a lie once, tell the same lie all the time. truth? flimsy, once upon a time, sometimes here, sometimes over there, practically? nonchalance: but much more audacity to boot. me? oh, the glory of sitting on the throne of thrones, and a tiled floor, and sticky sweat feet, and tapping along to i.n.x.s.'s need you tonight, while wiping my *** i think i already said it once: my life? party all the time: i know, the dancefloor is kinda tiny, and they only sell cheap ***** cheaper still by making them into sharpshooters (excess of alcohol, very little mixer, practically hard liquor shandies - that's english for beer, topped with some lemonade... students over here? snakebite, half lagger, half cider, topped with blackcurrant concentrate: and then blagger your way into comatose on the dancefloor) - then english always were, and always will be: the shy alcoholics of the nations, the spinsters... at least with a russian i know i'll be drinking cold, rather than warm yucky ***** inducing ***** because? the english don't know how to drink ***** ah... i forgot to mention, the evolution of letters... obviously the french ç in the words garçon or façade was derived from the greek sigma: ς; well, ****** me all week with a ***** dipped in boiling water... i can appreciate this short hand form of evolution... that's permitted, now it would seem i have to inspect the rest of the etymology-grammatica, i'll just put the zenith and nadir within the greek through to latin dynamic.
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Sep 11, 2017 at 7:35 AM UTC
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