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LOVE IN THE MIDDLE OF WAR
We are imprisoned by Love, hence the chainlink behind us. We are a Gang, a Pack. We are the notorious "Hula Boolans" and we're bad. Don't believe me? Oh well. While you were talking I noticed a sliver of moon behind you in the bright blue sky. Isn't that wild when that happens? It's so not "what we think we should think". E.g., moon=night, blue sky=day. Also the light makes your skin look fucking awesome.
Hence our SuperPower, we see miracles. That, my bro, is as bad as you can get. |







