If she taught me one thing, it has to be this one:
[The MEL formula]
Meaning + Existence = Life
Anyway, I've been tired from playing the game "Progressive Dessication." I am actually on my third and last chance before a complete game over, and I may say that I was able to play my remaining chance quite well for the last time. But before everything else finished, I chose to quit.
Exit Game?
Yes.
MELancholy.
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Maya. It's a very interesting place, or rather, state. By being false, the world becomes perfect. This is in no way connected with any of my unedited blog posts, but I'm quite sure you're going to have an amusing read.
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