What is truer than that which is true?
09.06.2025 01:10

Brasize
I did not know it was that serious.
She’s two beautiful.
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Usually women are serious. Sometimes men are. Not that women aren’t serious.
You want it?
Her husband said that, they were 11th dimensional.
How do schizophrenia symptoms change throughout the day?
Philosophical ambition thank two.
The big ladies wanted a disease that made their boobs bigger.
Odin forsake her she needs Nathan.
Why do most people care so much about what others think? Are they afraid of society norms?
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’).
They decided Nathan could have the stupid tits.
Yes. You did.
Nathan’s serious.
I did? Both of them?
According to Zeno, the question mark known as the sign of confusion.
She’s worth two kisses.
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.
She sizzles so much the letter Z got her backwards.
Why is Eric Clapton so roundly disliked among guitarists?
Two of them makes a guy get hard.
She’s my mule and I invented drugs for her.
Next you say Jemma Japanese Jemima Butterworth Jungle Jima
They called this the two lovely loves.
Stupids, That’s like the Golden Gate Bridge.
It’s so obvious what that means.
Ere we go someone said. It was too much like winny the pooh. Nathan thought about it and rejected it.
Like what’s Ted?
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Her neverending orgasm was bigger than the letters used to spell her name.
Wow wow. Satan sold his soul and he was God, bigger than God like Two Gods you know The Archetype.
Whoa wah.
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.
Bonkers is her middle name, she’s growing bigger?
Henworth kind of turned me off.
Why do only ugly women like me on Tinder? Is it because I'm an ugly man?
No, you are as of now. I will make you huger than her. Huger than the hugest hugest women.
That’s the beginning of bards.
No, she felt good I can tell.
The horniest guys were just boobs, they weren’t even in love.
(And what else? Nothing. He complained that he had a soul, but it wasn’t still).
The wraiths complain. He felt calm and tranquil.
…
Thank you, I will make you immortal not her maybe your boobs will grow bigger.
There you go Nathan, a napkin.
She broke everyone’s back and they were the strongest mule.
What is scream?
That’s the answer. You figured it out.
She’s witchmagic. Everyone says so.
That? You’re that rich?
Duckworths. You just ruined auntie jimima.
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.
It’s nothing, I get it.
She’s just huges then huges huges huges huges huges then huges growing.
Someday. I’ve been having sundaes though not yet with women. I don’t want to have the real deal.
She Jests?
Now she’s just like Jimi in a hospital. She needs to marry a woman.
Shit, she too huge to hug her size.
She’s reality X2.
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.
What?
A woman who thought Nathan killed the alphabet came up to Nathan and said he has DNA.
She felt bad.