Depending on what you believe in I might be a gooey alien living underground in my big tank with internet for only means of communication with the outer world. I could also be a giant zombie dragon. Or a shrimp, but only on Wednesday.
Or I could be a twenty- five year old girl, getting her master's degree in English literature (cuz I want people to call me Master), using Karianne Giard as her pen name, with French as her first language, that absolutely loves to read and write but has an hectic life so doesn't upload as often as she used to.
I'm from that specie that thinks they're always right and own everything and if anything or anyone disagrees we'll destroy them and pee on their ashes. Claude Gauvreau is a big inspiration, I mean, when I'm on acid. I don't think the Earth is in danger, I think the humans are. And I don't always make sense 'cause like Augustus Waters, my thoughts are stars I can't fathom into constellations.'
Word of the day : quiddity
Quote of the day: The unreal is more powerful than the real. Because nothing is as perfect as you can imagine it. Because its only intangible ideas, concepts, beliefs, fantasies that last. Stone crumbles. Wood rots. People, well, they die. But things as fragile as a thought, a dream, a legend, they can go on and on. If you can change the way people think. The way they see themselves. The way they see the world. You can change the way people live their lives. That's the only lasting thing you can create.
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