Simulation theory
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so after tragedies are good times
so i get waken up after a lengthy dreaming session
its not miss lazy but miss uganda
she has no protective gear on
and as she begins talking...
she looks like a cartoon blackface
huge barbie eyes with long eyelashes
and very full soft lips
and she says "how long havent we seen you? 3 days?"
then it gets freakier, she now locks her eyes
diagonally upwards, i figure her android has finally
died from joy. shes standing right next to me
so why i figure why not fingerpulla some?
as i continue doing this, her smile just widens
and widens. then, eyes still frozen in that
odd way, she says "should i take off my clothes?"