Inteleon with a secret spoke: “Love is worth making peace for!” Halt your assumption. That’s what’s so magical about Jaden…
Detracting from your career is like singing: “🎵Well, I already have a tablet/That I don’t use🎶.” Friend time is free time!
Drowning your tiredness in caffeine should be met with the following: None of this dampens my will to live~ Low-grade harm might result if we were reduced to autists. To be a mind cadet is not to be as simple as an autist?
Something to anchor my consciousness to is what could steal her logic. Freed from the shackles of logic–the slightest trace of melancholy…. The romance had left me!
Trapped behind the veneer of my ambition: given its color…. Try surviving the behavioral jungle?! Try to do the smart, but the stupid happens instead. We need a people synthesis greater than the sum of the task analysis’ parts!
There is no one more moderate than u. Dare not to upset the pop-punk Gods, lest they ask–“Are you a menstrual eater?” Not even a faithful logic machine could answer that!
When the time is right;
And when you’re
Safely squared away
I’ll be with you.
Being a straight twat-waffle doesn’t equate with completing furious documentation! At least I can escape to being Japanese. I overshot tonight’s coffee threshold; perfect introspection has let me look love straight in the eye!
Bless his soul–he is not God. Hang yourself up in the sky…. Be de-attuned to the bad!
Love is fair; war isn’t. To be a survivor; a lover…I have offended my body! I must not restlessly compare myself with my peers. Take it with a grain of salt: or, a puff of weed. Creep with the bass as an insanely hard worker? Feel the love exerted by that plant, and eschew becoming a lame introvert. Take (not) our safety for granted: jump to control?!? Perform a family structure analysis! The autist in me still loves her. I can be kind in my mind…
Some became hyped up on the wrong stuff. Cloudy endorphins make us (not become) thoroughly objectified!
The language of autism: “relaxed relation”. I safely wonder as a racquetball demon who does not refuse to process my past brushes with women. Down with her freakouts (about us)….
She had a Californian composition! The Seven Sages are akin to masturbation. Here lies not the neutrality you crave…. If you trust someone you’re vulnerable to, you can be intimate with them. Emotion is cyclical! How you feel is valid versus feelings not being everything…we might have been emotional in the wrong way. I’ve dated myself into a corner as a result of a lifelong struggle with ambition–all the while, cultivating a playful spirit!
Go full Mormon whilst huddled over a salad. I dream her into being: bored of objectivity, I do not demand to be king in any kind of holy life. I was lost in a narrative of having a heartbreak and a half! As the world gets crazier and crazier, I will grow calmer and calmer. Despite this yearning in my body, I will not coerce the world. I lost the war for her heart in the black hole of covid…
A silly man deserves to be knocked down! With radical individuality, we might only be projecting frustration! Of this, we must not be negatively careful. All of my writing up to this point (and moving forward) is condemned to the English language. The root of madness–everyday disagreeableness!
Buddha vs. fallen nature. Meme ideas – How to be good with everyone: Systematically people-please. Friends same page-not meme template vis-à-vis a committed, long-term relationship turning to naught.
Is romance all about focus, or was Candice in Pokémon Brilliant Diamond overcoming lingering immaturities via pre-battle dialog? Speaking of–did anyone else feel the death of radical freedom last year?
HCI is my theoretical (psychology) respite! My final Muse brings not the anger of expectation. Life of some kind left for you is incompatible with my being….
Calling holy people of all stripes–
If similarities > differences
Else break up
If her doubt > your conviction
Trineva is mildly disenfranchised while I don’t romanticize neutrality. Strictly speaking, there is no right kind of mask. I am no playboy philosopher.
…Don forsake the salad! I dislike people who come and go as they like. They possess a freedom that I lack…. Mass ambivalence. Flimsy subjectivity–bury it with altruism! This could appease the future author of The Automated Self!
Fiction as Reality is the name of a course I would dearly like to teach! Cloudiva and I are fairies escorting Spyro back into bounds when he gets into too much trouble. Over-eagerness coupled with lack of follow-through means that things don’t get done
I am fascinated by the other, especially while railing against reason. I have halted last year´s ¨I don´t need anyone¨ initiative. This, even after I awakened her appetites. I did not mean to abuse my intellect! At least my inactive podcast is not called This Psychological Life…
Let us aim for absurdism but with a happy ending. What are some misgivings of liberal democracy?