In the race to stop seeing, you're actually quite quick.
Your winnings will surely bring lasting happiness.
Hope nobody else was planning on buying anything anytime soon.
The more you see, the less you know. Your cursor strayed from the screen.
Some mornings you just have to. Don't worry. Really, it's okay.
Go on, let it all out.
You read the WORM's private diary. All of it. After everything else you've done?
You purported too purposefully, and into the wrong personnel. Be more careful next time, kid.
Let me patch you up.
Smile wide and the world will shrug its indifference back at you.
Enjoy yourself however you see fit. It's your life... I guess...
Keep your mouth closed in polite company.
In just one life, you mastered reality and reached into your own throat to claim your reward.
You opened all of your eyes wide and revelled in their cacophonous din.
You're going to get to the bottom of this.
You played a familiar melody.
Nnyerrrhrr.
You feel a decade older after that ordeal, but a goal's a goal.
You went to sleep on the floor.
You spun the snail, fast.
Nothing comes between you and something.
You've slipped so far down your own FASHIONHOLE that there may be no saving you.
You beat the ghost on the Scale Speedway, ensuring his spirit is cursed to complete fast, nice laps until time ends.
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