The smell of Autumn air in the morning is such a grand thing

It smells just right

I just realized that Yugoslavia was such an Epic, great country able to push both USA and USSR around because it had a huge pair of balls hanging in its bottom.

anybody from ebinlauta here?

I come here everyday.

I haven't haved sex since april 2018

I love reading YouTube comments by boomers about their past experiences when they were young.

What youtube channels do you watch?

George was the greatest Beatle

 

https://www.dailymail.co.uk/news/article-13749603/Russian-tourist-tried-rape-cow-gored-animal.html

 

Many such cases.

Giovanni is a placeholder of Japanese fallout damage. Don Genie is a placeholder of Japanese fallout damage. They both mean I have to broker against ancient Rome and literal Plato to get my Japanese epigenetics back in complex swaps. Team Rocket and Universal Traders means all of my epigenetics have to be brokered by literal redshift to get my epigenetics back, through complex swaps of broken Japanese fallout damage. Most people like me are sucking the Earth to get their stuff back. I will let it float to space. I am getting my stuff back. That is my motive and intent.

 

Giovanni and Don Genie are lost and found receipts that are thousands of pages long. It doesn't matter. I have my soul back and it isn't in the Earth. The Japanese fallout damage put it elsewhere. I will get it back that way.

 

Keep frying the Earth with nukes and I will fish my stuff out of the Milky Way through stellar brokerage. I don't care how insane it gets.

 

If Japanese and American fallout damage removes my epigenetic-spirtual material from the Earth, then I leave the Earth to find the roots of my consciousness. I am not going to stare at rocks to find literally less than nothing. You can't make me mine for nothing. You lose. And I leave.

 

You nuke the soil I use as my consciousness and I leave. Your nukes are only my enlightenment and gain. I have no obligation to serve fallout damage as my soul. You can keep that soil. And you still don't have the technology to fight me. You have useless bombs.

 

There are placeholders I still don't understand: Arthur Jenkins can't make Susan Abernathy kill herself that easily.

 

Simple is simple: Giovanni and Don Genie are my soul, and I will manually fish my soul out of stars. I am not on Earth. I am redshift as it concerns my death here. I die and my consciousness will just fly into the horizon and deep space. Some will know what that means. Enjoy your rocks.

 

You know nuclear weapons fry consciousness and epigenetics in the soil. You know nuclear weapons fry consciousness and epigenetics in the soil. You know nuclear weapons fry consciousness and epigenetics in the soil. You don't have the covert operations to kill me over this yet. I win. I beat you.

 

I will speak very softly here: If you use nuclear weapons against the Earth, you will find more reasons to leave it to find fresh epigenetic and genetic material. At a certain point, you have to find material to grow it all back, if you want life here. Nuclear weapons just cause space travel. As for me, I am skipping to the Eve Online jump clones. I have no fuel to spare or pay for.

 

So here is the final warning: If you use nuclear weapons, you may find your soul far away from here many galaxies out, with no possibility to return against time acceleration. Which isn't even the worst possibility. Nuclear weapons will fry all of your mental material even after death, if you want to deal with those. I guarantee you that most of your thought is based on Terran soil unless you're the Buddha. Don't throw away the rice if you still intend to eat. Katsu.

Imagine being an american, you meet a cute girl of japanese ascendance in a mall, you're both from different cities, when you tell her the city you're from, she tells you that her grandma migrated from Japan to your city, she mentions the popular mall of your city that has sea-view to the pacific ocean, and says that she would like to visit it, while you keep conversating she mentions that she will return to Japan to study beacuse America is a thirdworld shithole. One day you're back in your city, your mom tells you to buy some things at the mall, you go and when you're about to return home, you decide to walk along the sea, in your way you see couples of ethnic migrants kissing and hugging while looking at the sunset, that's when you remember the girl you met. First you remember that she would like to visit you city's mall and you imagine yourself hugging her while looking at the sunset, then you remember that she is going to leave America due to the state of the country, the images of you and her being happy vanish, now you're back to reality and see the ethnic migrants being happy while you're standing there, alone. The ethnic migrants and their culture are the responsible ones of the current insecurity crisis of your country, you remember the commandos that died in action to free your country and people from terrorism, you wonder what would they think if they saw you standing there alone while the ethnic migrants ruin what they built and take your place

 

Change

 

This happened to me today, how should i feel about it?

The leaves are falling

An entire week before its time, Autumn is upon us

The Summer has found its sarcofagus

It's over

I hate modern Internet so much its unreal.

i keep getting the fucking r/bumble notification with post, specifically selected to the similar problem i had, im not even following this subreddit! okay if it happened once, but twice? (i didn't make a screenshot of the first notification, cause it seem to be just a funny coincidence) i have a sense someone's watching me, just to send the humiliating post from subreddit and make fun of me, whoever tracks my actions, i want this mf leave me alone, as if im not acknowledged of being young, single loser, heavens are laughing at me