| (02:35) liQi the lion?: | On that sunday morning.... | 
|---|---|
| (02:36) '<3: | i'm sure godlikeness will find you | 
| (02:36) liQi the lion?: | =.= | 
| (02:36) liQi the lion?: | righteousness. | 
| (02:36) '<3: | i arose and dragged my heavy soul out of the linen sheets that bound my shell.. | 
| (02:36) '<3: | albeit | 
| (02:36) '<3: | 'i woke up' | 
| (02:36) liQi the lion?: | I hate my sheltered lifestyle. This is the end of it. | 
| (02:36) '<3: | lool | 
| (02:37) liQi the lion?: | eh let's continue the story O_o | 
| (02:37) liQi the lion?: | since we're bored anyway | 
| (02:37) liQi the lion?: | xD | 
| (02:37) '<3: | hahahahaahahahhahhaa | 
| (02:37) '<3: | ok my turn | 
| (02:37) '<3: | the end of it; it is the end of all that is life, the end of the life that is all, all we know of life | 
| (02:38) liQi the lion?: | *stunned* | 
| (02:38) liQi the lion?: | Life... What is it anyway? Is it just a meaningless torture device created by the struggles of heaven and hell? | 
| (02:39) '<3: | Crafted so frivolously by the force within us, that will destroy us in the name of us | 
| (02:39) '<3: | Life is but a game of chess.. | 
| (02:40) '<3: | when the board folds, so do we. | 
| (02:40) '<3: | *drumroll* | 
| (02:40) liQi the lion?: | Living our lives as just pawns... Is it worth it? No! It isn't, and thus we mustn't let it end like this. We must strive to be the King. | 
| (02:41) '<3: | HAHAHAHA | 
| (02:41) '<3: | That crown, lies upon our white stone heads...and stone is but a metaphor, a metaphor to confine all that we are strained from. | 
| (02:42) liQi the lion?: | This confinement.... This struggle... Is it meaningless? | 
| (02:43) '<3: | The desperate answers locked in the core of man, only to be released when our souls are released from their lockets | 
| (02:45) liQi the lion?: | *tough* | 
| (02:46) liQi the lion?: | Meaningless or not, it matters not. What matters, were our purposes. Do we have them? Or are we just mere tools? | 
| (02:47) '<3: | We have our opinions, mere illusions crafted from the illusion of our choice, but we are feeble, like the handle on a cracked toilet. | 
| (02:50) liQi the lion?: |  | 
| (02:50) '<3: | : O | 
| (02:50) liQi the lion?: | There, my thoughts stopped. I just realised that I was pooping in the toilet, holding onto the cracked handle of the toilet. I snapped. "HOLY CRAP THE HANDLE BROKE!?!?! HOW AM I GONNA FLUSH NOW!?!?!" | 
| (02:50) liQi the lion?: | i am teh winnar! | 
| (02:51) '<3: | ... | 
| (02:51) '<3: | Illusion : Pop | 
| (02:54) '<3: | Disexist. | 
| (02:54) '<3: | done | 
Interesting.
 
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