Life is continuously and oftentimes mysterious in how it changes. Takao is still a wonderful and quirky as all fuck, Ragdoll. He is a character of epic proportions, to say the least.
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I’ve been crippled by horrible dreams of late. I believe it’s caused by her. A different her, but her who knows who she is. It’s causing life paralysis, if you will
There’ll never be one so far and beyond the rest like him. As I drove home with him on my lap, some 12 hours of that in my Forester. I knew. I just knew. And he knew. Everyone knew. We all knew that he was my guy.
Happy 4th Birthday Shiro! You Giant Fluff Dope. Ain’t that the fucking truth. God damn, he’s one big ass cat and only four years old.
In the End, yeah. Like the song goes, fuck you. Oh wait, that’s my narration from personal feelings, and emotions.
The next little piggie, well, they were rather toxic. This little one, they were Fukushima incarnate. They were the bringers of doom, the ender of worlds. The spoilers.
Sho Rai is my Bret “The Hitman” Hart, “The Best There Is, The Best There Was, The Best There Ever Will Be“. ======= kastle’s note
This is going to be super simple. Two years gone. https://youtu.be/CSRgZ_jZoK0
When I got her voicemail, I mumbled something incoherent about the mission. The second little piggie, well, they were incapable of forming a cogent sentence, just mumbling like a dork.
This is part one of the piggies, All for none, yeah, none for all. The dream is dead. Who killed it? None, yet all. That shit.
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