When will a theorem access

Oh I beg to differ, I think we have a lot to discuss. After all, you are a client. Pretend. You pretend the feelings are there, for the world, for the people around you. Who knows? Maybe one day they will be. I’m real proud of you for coming, bro. I know you hate funerals.… Continue reading When will a theorem access

The fiction of the abyss

Oh I beg to differ, I think we have a lot to discuss. After all, you are a client. Pretend. You pretend the feelings are there, for the world, for the people around you. Who knows? Maybe one day they will be. I’m real proud of you for coming, bro. I know you hate funerals.… Continue reading The fiction of the abyss

The writing of exoticism reflects

Rorschach would say you have a hard time relating to others. You look…perfect. I’m not the monster he wants me to be. So I’m neither man nor beast. I’m something new entirely. With my own set of rules. I’m Dexter. Boo.