Are you avoiding me? Its been so long since you’ve been online. I miss how we used to play and speak till sunrise. I miss your voice and your laugh. I miss the way you would say my name so softly, my heart would skip a beat. For every brief moment the paradox of time was exceeded. Your peaceful tone like the blanket of space, a moment I wish was printed into the universe as stars so I could be eternal to your cosmic prison. A menagerie of emotions and warmth rushes me every time I think of you and the moments we shared. Please come back

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If there is any hope for the impending doom that awaits humanity it will be the Baked Bean tin. There will be no force of evil strong enough to combat the might of Heinz. As much hellfire the LGBTQ+ community wishes to rain down upon the human populace, the shield wall of Heinz's finest will forever stand strong and prevent the looming global societal collapse.
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Beans. One simple word holding up the weight of the entire universe. It truly is remarkable how one simple protein and fibre rich source of nutrients is science's key to understanding the world as we know it but, of course, they just don't know it yet.
When the going gets tough it's important to understand the independent variations of biodiversity present within the bean genus. Runner, Kidney, String, just to name a few of the more well known varieties and alas, the one bean to rule them all, Baked. An absolute marvel of nature, such complex material structure, a perfect balance of rugged yet refined texture and a flavour palette unlike no other. Rich, sweet, tangy tomato based sauce with a perfectly savoury companion floating around in it's almost golden hued bath.
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Feet.What else can I say?Absolutely marvelous.Stupendous.Utterly amazing,l'd say.The scale,the size,the shape all perfect.The perplexing scent may seem,to put it in the peasants language,nasty,at first,but as you truly realize the beauty of feet,it grows on you.It's an incredible metaphor for life-even the most perfect thing will have a flaw, but it too must be appreciated,and in a way,it improves said thing even more.But the best part is,undoubtedly,the taste.Ohh,ahh.. scrumptious! Splendid! If it were up to me,i'd lick them all day,everyday From the very tip of the heel to the ends of every single toe,as my tongue slowly drifts across the deserted surface.The burn you feel on your tongue feels odd and makes you feel uneasy at first,but it's part of the experience,and soon enough you learn to love it,as you start feeling it permanently.It's all you can feel But sucking the toes is truly the highlight.The mere thought of sticking them in my mouth makes me ejaculate in mere seconds...