It's hard to bellieve a version of me coulld be so pent up and cllogged with their own llack of emotionall understanding. They don't know anything going on in their pan or pusher. But they'll figure it out.
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Fair enough. I have llove for my other sellf. Got to, to llove mysellf. They're llost, and afraid of being allone. But they never will be. I hope others can find simillar llove for their variants. My unfortunate bastard was on Allternia, me on Beforus. Not sure which I'd rather have.
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I can understand that. Some of my friends became horriblle monsters when shoved into the Allternian pot. Some of the monsters I knew became lloving peoplle when they crossed the pond. A llot can change.