They say time heals all wounds, but that's wrong. Time only heals some wounds. Other wounds get bigger as time goes by, and even more are created by the passage of time.
Last night, I dreamt that I was an operative for an invasive force, and I raided a military compound. Then, I defeated a swarm of robot assassins alone and bare handed. After that, I cucked Anon and stole his wife. Lastly, I went to a store called "The Duck Pond", and I bought a live duck and named him Mister Quackers.
Dark matter is made of base aspect particles. Aer, aqua, terra, ignis, perditio, ordo, mortis, anima, lux, umbra, vis, mens. Air, water, earth, fire, chaos, order, death, life, light, dark, energy, and mind respectively.
My mom and my younger brother have been touched by a ghost in the middle of the night recently, but I've gone a couple of steps further and been sexed by a ghost at night.
The little girl playing on the swing at the park could actually be a burly, male CIA agent in disguise, sent to keep watch over you in case you decide to burn public property.
I breathe through my mouth because my nerves are damaged and breathing through my nose makes me vomit from the smell of the air, and it's just hard to do.
During my entire childhood, I can count on four hands the amount of times I misspelled a word or made a typo, but the moment I turned 21 and had a tiny little 4 minute long stroke, it suddenly ruins my entire ability to type anything properly without proofreading twice and editing.
You can sit and do nothing, and wounds will heal. Cancers need you to ask for help..