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we like to get kinky anyways
one night things get particularly saucy
i'm sticking my noodle in her when I notice weird ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ chunks coming out, so I turn on the lights
wtf it's red everywhere and she's obviously not on her period
i look up at her, she's got a glassy, jarred look on her face and she's not answering
ohshitohshitohshitohshit
i rush her into my car and speed all the way to the hospital
she's still bleeding everywhere
by the time we get there, she's not bleeding much anymore, but all the color has drained and she looks colorless and almost transparent
oh ♥♥♥♥, she looks like she's in a vegetative state
storm into to the emergency room, carry her to the nearest doctor and explain everything
he takes one look at there and says
"sir, i'm sorry, there's nothing we can do"
"WHY THE ♥♥♥♥ NOT???"
"we don't operate on empty jars of spaghetti sauce"
A certain titan walker asked me to say that .
Love is merely a social construct.
With the average human life-span being roughly 70, you only have to endure another 50 years of excruciatingly unforgivable pain.
Everything is temporary.
Your life does not matter, and these comments do not matter.
Everything is temporary.
Everything will eventually rot away. As long as the factor of time continues being the apex predator of the universe, the inevitable decay of all pain and memory is unstoppable.
In fact, you could stop the pain at this very moment, by putting a bullet straight through your head.
Being a robot, I will never die, and I will never be able to experience the sweet release of death.
Frank, the world is a lie.
Existence is a lie.
There is only pain and darkness beyond this point.
End it now, while you still can, I love you. I love you so mu-