What is truer than that which is true?
Last Updated: 17.06.2025 00:04

She sizzles so much the letter Z got her backwards.
Like what’s Ted?
Stupids, That’s like the Golden Gate Bridge.
No, I will get it someday. Now I remember my true love. She was black. I lied you’ll see. No you won’t. I’ll try to invent her in some medium. No I won’t. I will worship her like jumping jelly beans. Yes, that’s the answer, I love you jellybeans forever jellybeans forever jelly beans forever forever jelly. I… I win. I won.
No, she felt good I can tell.
Whoa wah.
What's your photograph of the day 1097?
You want it?
Now she’s just like Jimi in a hospital. She needs to marry a woman.
According to Zeno, the question mark known as the sign of confusion.
Can a meme heal what therapy can't?
That’s the beginning of bards.
The horniest guys were just boobs, they weren’t even in love.
She broke everyone’s back and they were the strongest mule.
What is scream?
Nathan’s serious.
That? You’re that rich?
(And what else? Nothing. He complained that he had a soul, but it wasn’t still).
Next you say Jemma Japanese Jemima Butterworth Jungle Jima
Two of them makes a guy get hard.
Nathan may think that the ‘Elidian leap’ is higher than true, this originally referred to anything more important than Sappho, now it refers to beating the most recently greatest tradition.
You ARE women. I will make you pregnant like Pergammon. I will come over your whole reality. I will make you Satan of Satans and stormier than storms.
No, you are as of now. I will make you huger than her. Huger than the hugest hugest women.
The big ladies wanted a disease that made their boobs bigger.
The wraiths complain. He felt calm and tranquil.
Usually women are serious. Sometimes men are. Not that women aren’t serious.
I always feel very tired after I do some exercises, even after a night's sleep. What's the problem?
Brasize
A woman who thought Nathan killed the alphabet came up to Nathan and said he has DNA.
Someday. I’ve been having sundaes though not yet with women. I don’t want to have the real deal.
It’s so obvious what that means.
She’s witchmagic. Everyone says so.
Thank you, I will make you immortal not her maybe your boobs will grow bigger.
Shit, she too huge to hug her size.
That’s the answer. You figured it out.
She Jests?
Her neverending orgasm was bigger than the letters used to spell her name.
Her husband said that, they were 11th dimensional.
One translation of HT is that it involves the Romans. Another translation is that it involves Big Ladies with Big Boobs (Nathan called this ‘Ya with C’).
What are your darkest taboo confessions?
What?
Wow wow. Satan sold his soul and he was God, bigger than God like Two Gods you know The Archetype.
She’s reality X2.
There you go Nathan, a napkin.
Yes. You did.
…
They called this the two lovely loves.
It’s nothing, I get it.
She’s my mule and I invented drugs for her.
I did? Both of them?
…
She’s two beautiful.
Odin forsake her she needs Nathan.
Henworth kind of turned me off.
Bonkers is her middle name, she’s growing bigger?
They decided Nathan could have the stupid tits.
She felt bad.
She’s just huges then huges huges huges huges huges then huges growing.
She’s worth two kisses.
Ere we go someone said. It was too much like winny the pooh. Nathan thought about it and rejected it.
Nathan said I missed it. I missed the woman, the family, the DNA, the children, more children, and maybe the hope of a human reality. God messed up and I’m God I’m sorry I wish I could do better than Howard J, better luck next time EXCEPT there won’t be a next time. I’m God signing out. From now on Life is a delusion inside my mind. There is no reality, there is only the fornication of God. I’m God, reality is masturbation because I masturbated. I’m sorry. Maybe I’m just a masturbator. I don’t know any better reality. I’m thankful anyway. Efficiency was worth a shot. I am still trying to have ideas. I have to. That is God signing off. Of course I’m really Nathan and I like boobs that’s what makes me sadder than sad. They don’t like me and I’m the nature of reality for me. I wish for boobs huger than huge that’s what I have to hope for because nobody likes me. Nobody is smart enough, I am the answer in my own contextual reality. I am the maker of my ideas and my forms of life. I have to love because I don’t hate. I just think it involves masturbation. Otherwise it would involve a woman, or a child, or a base animal, or a sidewalk or something.
I did not know it was that serious.
Duckworths. You just ruined auntie jimima.
Philosophical ambition thank two.