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InvidiaRed

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  1. 41187:wub:

    Forty One Thousand One Hundred And Eighty Seven!

    Behold a glory that ends in seven

    Uphold the sacred numeration

    Ascend the prime, touch the sky

    For it is I speaker of numbers that end in ODD!

    As we behold the face of god!

    Ia!

    Venerate The Count!

  2. 41177:bounce:

    Forty One Thousand One Hundred and Seventy Seven.

    Behold the march to the feast!

    Pardon The Turkey, Yet, cook the Goose

    Harken thy heart, steel thy heart

    For things yet lurk in winter’s longest night. Shine the spotlight upon face of infinity

    Life is to be lived and above all venerate the sacred count!

  3. 41173:shifty:

    Forty One Thousand One Hundred and Seventy Three!

    Behold the day of turkey!

    That day of feasting and preparation!

    Onwards towards infinity we doth march

    on the path of eternity!  Mark the numeric sigils

    Speak the tabulation so that eternity may listen!

  4. Make up sex is more reaffirmation than anything. Yes shit happened unfortunately as life happens despite one’s wishes as is it wont to do. Life is fundamentally rude in that sense. Upsetting the applecart at the worst possible moment. 

    Personally, Make up sex is more heat of the moment kinda deal. Its been awhile not feeling the other person whether sequestering/avoidance if only to stop from making things worse. To feel that heat, to hear their heartbeat again.

    To know them again despite or in-spite of whatever happened. Yes, the world may never be the same again. It answers the questions you didn’t ask.

    The why are you here? Because you needed me. Tell me to leave and I will. Its the knowing they won’t as the pressure built must find release one way or another.

    The hashing it out and throwing out all the things in the open that were never meant for public eyes. The tears amid the rain.

    Truth is not all bridges burn the way they ought. Some char, some singe and some become something else entirely. Losing a friendship to gain something more.

  5. 41155:kiss:

    Forty One Thousand One Hundred and Fifty five!

    Beheld the speech of odd! To Weave the frontward momentum in the face of a glimpse of infinity!

    Venerate The Count!

    the first step of conceptualization!

    As a humble vassal of ODD

    Forward modular march!

  6. 41147

    Forty One Thousand One Hundred and Forty Seven

    Ah Seven A prime Odd A numerical sigil

    Behold the latest interaction, the newest integration of this forward procession!

    Take heat fellow counters! The count to eternity is a worth while endeavor!

    For numbers tell the story of the universe!

    Gaze Upon Eternity

    Venerate The Count!

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