Part 2
Hym "It just brings me back to one of my earlier points though because they really shouldn't be making fun of anybody in any kind of serious way. I mean really. Look at that shit 👆 That's all reality. That's where you live. One of the guys wasn't rich until after I started writing. Has proven that he's read my work. But conveniently enough he didn't read the part about people throwing money and attractive women and owning a casino? At what point does it stop being 'them doing it ironically' and start becoming 'Oh holy shit Newt Gingrich is unironically using my rhetoric to recruit interns'? At what point am I just better? The best comedian tells my joke and it's only funny because he said it? We're already past that point. You got people straight-up making a living off of this. Look at this guy! He's supposed to be better than everyone. That's his whole thing! He has what he has because he deserves it more. Except, wait! That's a lie! He has what he has because he lives a curated existence where he is sheltered from failure and scrutiny (of a type that is not politically motivated). Like a retard in a group home! That's why we're at odds! Because he sees himself in the retard. See? It all ties together. Everything is a retard in a group home. That's the new name of this project! 'Critical Retard in a Group Home Theory' "
Hym "It just brings me back to one of my earlier points though because they really shouldn't be making fun of anybody in any kind of serious way. I mean really. Look at that shit 👆 That's all reality. That's where you live. One of the guys wasn't rich until after I started writing. Has proven that he's read my work. But conveniently enough he didn't read the part about people throwing money and attractive women and owning a casino? At what point does it stop being 'them doing it ironically' and start becoming 'Oh holy shit Newt Gingrich is unironically using my rhetoric to recruit interns'? At what point am I just better? The best comedian tells my joke and it's only funny because he said it? We're already past that point. You got people straight-up making a living off of this. Look at this guy! He's supposed to be better than everyone. That's his whole thing! He has what he has because he deserves it more. Except, wait! That's a lie! He has what he has because he lives a curated existence where he is sheltered from failure and scrutiny (of a type that is not politically motivated). Like a retard in a group home! That's why we're at odds! Because he sees himself in the retard. See? It all ties together. Everything is a retard in a group home. That's the new name of this project! 'Critical Retard in a Group Home Theory' "
by Hym Iam January 29, 2023
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I go above and beyond work all the time. I love it so much and hate it at the same time. It is such a complicated relationship I have and the situation has just really made me realize that I have a full-time spirit and part-time pay. It's truly so unfair!
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Get the Chelsea Perreti And Saweetie And Angel's Bitches for Dead President Part 0 mug.The sun dipped below the horizon, painting the sky in hues of crimson and gold. In the bustling town of Aetheria, nestled between jagged mountains and endless forests, a young girl named Kaede stood atop the clocktower, her silver hair catching the last rays of daylight. She clutched a peculiar artifact—a glowing crystal orb—close to her chest, its faint hum resonating with her heartbeat.
Kaede wasn’t just any ordinary girl. She was an Echo, one of the few individuals capable of hearing the whispers of the Forgotten Realm—a parallel dimension said to hold the secrets of the universe. But being an Echo came with a price. The whispers were growing louder, more insistent, and Kaede knew she couldn’t ignore them any longer.
“Kaede!” a voice called from below. It was Ren, her childhood friend and the town’s self-proclaimed protector. His fiery red scarf fluttered in the evening breeze as he climbed the tower with surprising agility. “You’re not planning to sneak off again, are you?”
Kaede smiled faintly. “You know me too well, Ren.”
Ren reached the top, slightly out of breath. “If you’re going to chase after those whispers, at least let me come with you. You’re not facing whatever’s out there alone.”
Before Kaede could respond, the crystal orb pulsed with a blinding light. A rift tore open in the air before them, revealing a swirling vortex of shadows and light. From within the rift, a figure emerged—a cloaked being with eyes like molten gold.
Kaede wasn’t just any ordinary girl. She was an Echo, one of the few individuals capable of hearing the whispers of the Forgotten Realm—a parallel dimension said to hold the secrets of the universe. But being an Echo came with a price. The whispers were growing louder, more insistent, and Kaede knew she couldn’t ignore them any longer.
“Kaede!” a voice called from below. It was Ren, her childhood friend and the town’s self-proclaimed protector. His fiery red scarf fluttered in the evening breeze as he climbed the tower with surprising agility. “You’re not planning to sneak off again, are you?”
Kaede smiled faintly. “You know me too well, Ren.”
Ren reached the top, slightly out of breath. “If you’re going to chase after those whispers, at least let me come with you. You’re not facing whatever’s out there alone.”
Before Kaede could respond, the crystal orb pulsed with a blinding light. A rift tore open in the air before them, revealing a swirling vortex of shadows and light. From within the rift, a figure emerged—a cloaked being with eyes like molten gold.
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Kaede wasn’t just any ordinary girl. She was an Echo, one of the few individuals capable of hearing the whispers of the Forgotten Realm—a parallel dimension said to hold the secrets of the universe. But being an Echo came with a price. The whispers were growing louder, more insistent, and Kaede knew she couldn’t ignore them any longer.
“Kaede!” a voice called from below. It was Ren, her childhood friend and the town’s self-proclaimed protector. His fiery red scarf fluttered in the evening breeze as he climbed the tower with surprising agility. “You’re not planning to sneak off again, are you?”
Kaede smiled faintly. “You know me too well, Ren.”
Ren reached the top, slightly out of breath. “If you’re going to chase after those whispers, at least let me come with you. You’re not facing whatever’s out there alone.”
Before Kaede could respond, the crystal orb pulsed with a blinding light. A rift tore open in the air before them, revealing a swirling vortex of shadows and light. From within the rift, a figure emerged—a cloaked being with eyes like molten gold.
Kaede wasn’t just any ordinary girl. She was an Echo, one of the few individuals capable of hearing the whispers of the Forgotten Realm—a parallel dimension said to hold the secrets of the universe. But being an Echo came with a price. The whispers were growing louder, more insistent, and Kaede knew she couldn’t ignore them any longer.
“Kaede!” a voice called from below. It was Ren, her childhood friend and the town’s self-proclaimed protector. His fiery red scarf fluttered in the evening breeze as he climbed the tower with surprising agility. “You’re not planning to sneak off again, are you?”
Kaede smiled faintly. “You know me too well, Ren.”
Ren reached the top, slightly out of breath. “If you’re going to chase after those whispers, at least let me come with you. You’re not facing whatever’s out there alone.”
Before Kaede could respond, the crystal orb pulsed with a blinding light. A rift tore open in the air before them, revealing a swirling vortex of shadows and light. From within the rift, a figure emerged—a cloaked being with eyes like molten gold.
by AkutoSai April 16, 2025
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