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After living a distant life of praising life and grilling meat, you were trapped in the data because you did not cherish your body.
This is your prison, my stomach. This is my stomach where the secretion of gastric acid, which melts over time, works smoothly.
You may think you live like a mormot trapped in a rectangular clear acrylic box. This place is also your clear acrylic box, and I profess to be your subject.
When the subject and the subject face each other, we photosynthesize. I have no doubt that this sunlight will be useful to us and will carry the will and destruction of life. This is the statement of your doctor, cutie.
![]() SNAILS ARE COME! du-du-be cuntinue! What kind of snails are this? It's a sad and nostalgic story. They're snails that are homeless and disenfranchised. They're baked. Let's give them to heaven.
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![]() My digital appearance: Hi, friends. I'm a vaccine designed to protect the digital world. Look at me. I'm a cat. As expected! My mom didn't have a hard time after giving birth to me. She let me bite her 5th titi. That's my pride. It's the most comfortable location! Look at my baby teeth! I'm going to lose them now! My Real Life: Honey! Stop talking about that and tell me a more profound and philosophical story! Tell me how you protect the digital world. My digital appearance: I always take care of it! You keep your money in your wallet! ![]() I didn't make any travel plans and asked the taxi driver, 'Where should I go?' He recommended a good meat noodle restaurant. The next day I went there and saw someone wearing a jumper there, CSI. It was cool. Anyway. I stayed at the jjimjilbang overnight and checked in with food packed at the business hotel I had booked the next day. A good night at the big hotel. I was united with duck down bedding, wondering why I came. The next day, I got on the bus and got off somewhere. There was nothing. Empty. I saw an old lady digging for clams in the distance. 'Where am I going and where am I coming from?' The meat noodles were actually greasy. But it's a grateful taste. ![]() And it's a different story. Look at him! He's scratching his back at right angles with his hands! looking good man! ![]() ![]() ![]() School wasn't bad. Rather, I liked it because I learned a lot. Nevertheless, quitting school without graduating in the extra semester was a big adventure and challenge for me. But after that, I fought a one man and ended up in a mental hospital. Bipolar disorder! Is my illness challenging me or driving me to the abyss? I always think. I don't know how much drive it is. Let's all sit in a circle and have a self-help meeting! If you have time like that, tell me please. Instead, it should be a funny place. It shouldn't be depressed. what! There be no place! |