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10-31-2016, 02:33 PM
SHIDA
I'll be a thousand miles to the sun
before you even know what I've done
I'll be a thousand miles to the sun
before you even know what I've done
What's that you say? The Gods have fucking descended again, and for some inexplorable reason we're driven to see what the fuck they want? Don't they realize that they could just, you know, fucking magic us to them, and save us all the effort it takes to walk over an entire continent just because they wanted to appear next to some fucking coral?.
Selfish, if you ask me. All that power and what do they use it for? Oh here, have some rainbow glass, and you, here, breathe underwater.
Fucking useless.
Where are the teleporters? Where is the magic to end famine and reduce the stresses caused by the seasons? Where were the fucking magical ovens, bars, and shops.
So I ask again, what good are they?
I look skeptically at those assembled - mostly high and mighty's and a couple kids. Sweet party bros. I take a more studious look at the glass on the ground before shaking my knows. "Nah, I already did this during arts and crafts in the Throat.. We're gonna make a mosaic or some shit right? Well, unless you need some more glass broken up-" I could feel my magic welling inside of myself, and the desire to just explode all that glass straight into the air was real strong. But bitches would probably get hurt, and blah blah blah, so I refrained. "-ya'll can keep your glass and glue to yourselves."
Selfish, if you ask me. All that power and what do they use it for? Oh here, have some rainbow glass, and you, here, breathe underwater.
Fucking useless.
Where are the teleporters? Where is the magic to end famine and reduce the stresses caused by the seasons? Where were the fucking magical ovens, bars, and shops.
So I ask again, what good are they?
I look skeptically at those assembled - mostly high and mighty's and a couple kids. Sweet party bros. I take a more studious look at the glass on the ground before shaking my knows. "Nah, I already did this during arts and crafts in the Throat.. We're gonna make a mosaic or some shit right? Well, unless you need some more glass broken up-" I could feel my magic welling inside of myself, and the desire to just explode all that glass straight into the air was real strong. But bitches would probably get hurt, and blah blah blah, so I refrained. "-ya'll can keep your glass and glue to yourselves."
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