Choo Choo
4 years ago
General
There is nothing. Only warm, primordial blackness. Your conscience ferments in it — no larger than a single grain of malt. You don't have to do anything anymore. Ever. Never ever.
An inordinate amount of time passes. It is utterly void of struggle. No ex-wives are contained within it
An inordinate amount of time passes. It is utterly void of struggle. No ex-wives are contained within it
I am going to become a train Driver. Fuck Programming
Thank you for your attention
Thank you for your attention
Lumes
~russenluster
OP
Thanks. I passed the medical examination and now have a year of studying ahead of me.
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