Everything I do traces my blueprint, but which one are you looking at? Which one are you feeling?
I like ice cream, because it's enjoyable when it's cold, but only when it's hot.
I like sex, I like intimacy... why does it feel so good to be no one at all?
Transitive property: Love = All
I touch you now and you'd freak, I could touch you now and you'd melt. Never underestimate the power of a well placed/timed chime.
Everyone loves stories, following them, imagining them, living them... Transitive property applied here... and everywhere... need I say more?
No, I needn't say more. But that's not the point, the point is I can.
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