Simulation theory

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simulation theory

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?"