"For although nepenthe has calmed me, I know always that I am an outsider; a stranger in this century and among those who are still men. This I have known ever since I stretched out my fingers to the abomination within that great gilded frame; stretched out my fingers and touched a cold and unyielding surface of polished glass."
If he's going to make this shit up he can try harder to think of an ending that will make me laugh. I wanted a mommy to come in and talk to him about MLP or something. Instead I'm just reminded of my own awful gaming culture and it leaves me wondering, indeed, if I am actually any better than bronies.
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