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You have to truly ponder what decisions you have made along the way that brought you to the place of your final reckoning.
It is still unclear, even to me, why I purchased Click & Сum.
There isn't anything wrong with it, with those nudity scenes throughout it's perfectly stellar. But when you look at it as a choice, you realize just how flawed you and the rest of humanity is.
What drove me to purchase such a game? What part of my soul felt so empty that I thought a virtual girl could fill it?
When I look into the boundless depths of my own loneliness I see a pool of reflection. My face isn't there, there is no face. There are only tears in that pool, tears of shame and loss and confusion.
Yet, despite the abundance of naked virtual women waiting in the digital sphere, I still chose to purchase this game and devote hours of my life to it. That time will never return to me, it is lost just like my soul and just like the time I fear I may never find it again.
In my pursuit to find meaning in this long life, I sought the colorful lights and sounds of a world that only exists in a pop up window on my computer.
I am unsure what the moral of this review is, I am unsure about my place within the universe, all I know is that no amount of virtual girls can cure the vast rot that has overtaken me.
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Tags: EdxRoy , EdxMustang , fma , slowburn , rimming , lemon , fluff
The door handle jiggled followed by a full rotation as the handle unhinged the locking mechanism. Sneaking into the Colonel's office is easy as a pinch, especially this late at night..! the young state alchemist thought to himself as he tiptoed into the room, followed by slowly closing the door behind him. Performance reviews were coming, and he was on a mission to dig up whatever dirt that Mustang had on him. Edward always has a bad track record, but if he were to dispose of that record... Then he would get away with a sparkling review from the higher ups. He approached the large, oak desk that was littered in scrap paper tucked between skyscrapers of paperwork. "Alright, now where is that notebook of his..."
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Give This Rose இڿڰۣ---To A ♥♥♥♥♥♥ You Want To ♥♥♥♥
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forever lost in her own ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥.
who doesnt want a kawaii sloth on their piece of toast??
prolly some ♥♥♥♥ like ted. das who. >8(((((