Words become bunkers for soldiers. See, if you look in a mirror. There is war paint under your eyes and shotgun shells strapped. It is the way things are now. We have reached the peak. Of human capability and our toes are rotting into the soil. Faith in things beyond us. I swear, God is a way for men to explain. There is nothing beyond us but empty space.

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Tak moc chci, aby se mi ulevilo. Stačilo by ještě pořádně zhubnout. Tenhle týden nevyjdu z bytu. Hodila jsem se marod, není mi moc dobře, ale zase nejsem ve stavu, kdy bych s tím nebyla schopná fungovat, takže se dá číct, že jsem tomu záměrně hodně podlehla a trochu si budu vymýšlet, nejspíš. Dneska jsem na melounu, na melounu protož.

Upgrade to paid account! Everything that has a beginning has an end. She hated the fact that her every action always had to seem so irremediable, so definitive. in her head she called it the weight of consequences. Rarr; the solitude of prime numbers.

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