What is truer than that which is true?
Last Updated: 29.06.2025 16:08
You ARE women. I will make you pregnant like Pergammon. I will come over your whole reality. I will make you Satan of Satans and stormier than storms.
Bonkers is her middle name, she’s growing bigger?
What is scream?
Odin forsake her she needs Nathan.
Stupids, That’s like the Golden Gate Bridge.
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She Jests?
Like what’s Ted?
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Why do people who were very kind and loving once become cold-hearted?
The wraiths complain. He felt calm and tranquil.
She’s worth two kisses.
Now she’s just like Jimi in a hospital. She needs to marry a woman.
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Her neverending orgasm was bigger than the letters used to spell her name.
There you go Nathan, a napkin.
Usually women are serious. Sometimes men are. Not that women aren’t serious.
Do girls ever miss their first love?
I did not know it was that serious.
(And what else? Nothing. He complained that he had a soul, but it wasn’t still).
They decided Nathan could have the stupid tits.
She’s reality X2.
She’s two beautiful.
Yes. You did.
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She broke everyone’s back and they were the strongest mule.
No, she felt good I can tell.
That? You’re that rich?
What is the kinkiest thing you and your sex partner have done in bed?
No, you are as of now. I will make you huger than her. Huger than the hugest hugest women.
Brasize
She’s witchmagic. Everyone says so.
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Next you say Jemma Japanese Jemima Butterworth Jungle Jima
Nathan may think that the ‘Elidian leap’ is higher than true, this originally referred to anything more important than Sappho, now it refers to beating the most recently greatest tradition.
It’s so obvious what that means.
One translation of HT is that it involves the Romans. Another translation is that it involves Big Ladies with Big Boobs (Nathan called this ‘Ya with C’).
That’s the beginning of bards.
Wow wow. Satan sold his soul and he was God, bigger than God like Two Gods you know The Archetype.
She sizzles so much the letter Z got her backwards.
Philosophical ambition thank two.
She felt bad.
What?
According to Zeno, the question mark known as the sign of confusion.
Whoa wah.
Her husband said that, they were 11th dimensional.
She’s my mule and I invented drugs for her.
Henworth kind of turned me off.
Two of them makes a guy get hard.
A woman who thought Nathan killed the alphabet came up to Nathan and said he has DNA.
I did? Both of them?
You want it?
Duckworths. You just ruined auntie jimima.
The horniest guys were just boobs, they weren’t even in love.
Ere we go someone said. It was too much like winny the pooh. Nathan thought about it and rejected it.
The big ladies wanted a disease that made their boobs bigger.
Shit, she too huge to hug her size.
She’s just huges then huges huges huges huges huges then huges growing.
They called this the two lovely loves.
Someday. I’ve been having sundaes though not yet with women. I don’t want to have the real deal.
Thank you, I will make you immortal not her maybe your boobs will grow bigger.
That’s the answer. You figured it out.
It’s nothing, I get it.
Nathan’s serious.
No, I will get it someday. Now I remember my true love. She was black. I lied you’ll see. No you won’t. I’ll try to invent her in some medium. No I won’t. I will worship her like jumping jelly beans. Yes, that’s the answer, I love you jellybeans forever jellybeans forever jelly beans forever forever jelly. I… I win. I won.
Nathan said I missed it. I missed the woman, the family, the DNA, the children, more children, and maybe the hope of a human reality. God messed up and I’m God I’m sorry I wish I could do better than Howard J, better luck next time EXCEPT there won’t be a next time. I’m God signing out. From now on Life is a delusion inside my mind. There is no reality, there is only the fornication of God. I’m God, reality is masturbation because I masturbated. I’m sorry. Maybe I’m just a masturbator. I don’t know any better reality. I’m thankful anyway. Efficiency was worth a shot. I am still trying to have ideas. I have to. That is God signing off. Of course I’m really Nathan and I like boobs that’s what makes me sadder than sad. They don’t like me and I’m the nature of reality for me. I wish for boobs huger than huge that’s what I have to hope for because nobody likes me. Nobody is smart enough, I am the answer in my own contextual reality. I am the maker of my ideas and my forms of life. I have to love because I don’t hate. I just think it involves masturbation. Otherwise it would involve a woman, or a child, or a base animal, or a sidewalk or something.