What is truer than that which is true?
Last Updated: 22.06.2025 01:35
She’s two beautiful.
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.
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A woman who thought Nathan killed the alphabet came up to Nathan and said he has DNA.
Duckworths. You just ruined auntie jimima.
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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.
She’s worth two kisses.
Whoa wah.
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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’).
Like what’s Ted?
Bonkers is her middle name, she’s growing bigger?
Someday. I’ve been having sundaes though not yet with women. I don’t want to have the real deal.
It’s nothing, I get it.
Now she’s just like Jimi in a hospital. She needs to marry a woman.
I did? Both of them?
There you go Nathan, a napkin.
Yes. You did.
That’s the answer. You figured it out.
She’s reality X2.
She felt bad.
Necessitatibus ipsa sequi animi dolores molestiae.
She’s my mule and I invented drugs for her.
She Jests?
She broke everyone’s back and they were the strongest mule.
The horniest guys were just boobs, they weren’t even in love.
No, she felt good I can tell.
Shit, she too huge to hug her size.
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Wow wow. Satan sold his soul and he was God, bigger than God like Two Gods you know The Archetype.
What?
Stupids, That’s like the Golden Gate Bridge.
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They called this the two lovely loves.
The wraiths complain. He felt calm and tranquil.
That? You’re that rich?
Brasize
What is scream?
That’s the beginning of bards.
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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.
Usually women are serious. Sometimes men are. Not that women aren’t serious.
Thank you, I will make you immortal not her maybe your boobs will grow bigger.
(And what else? Nothing. He complained that he had a soul, but it wasn’t still).
She sizzles so much the letter Z got her backwards.
I did not know it was that serious.
She’s just huges then huges huges huges huges huges then huges growing.
They decided Nathan could have the stupid tits.
She’s witchmagic. Everyone says so.
It’s so obvious what that means.
No, you are as of now. I will make you huger than her. Huger than the hugest hugest women.
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.
Henworth kind of turned me off.
Next you say Jemma Japanese Jemima Butterworth Jungle Jima
Philosophical ambition thank two.
Odin forsake her she needs Nathan.
You want it?
Her husband said that, they were 11th dimensional.
Two of them makes a guy get hard.
Nathan’s serious.
According to Zeno, the question mark known as the sign of confusion.
Her neverending orgasm was bigger than the letters used to spell her name.
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.