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Okay, so, imagine you're, like, in a forest, right? But, like, it's also a beach. You're on a beach, okay, but there are a lot of trees on the beach. So, like, the waves are crashing around the tree stumps. Wait, I forgot to tell you, all the trees are gone and all that is left is stumps because the trees had to be chopped down to make way for the mall. So your on a beach that is really just the mall's parking lot, but there are still tree stumps all around, and the ocean, and some sand is still there. So the waves are crashing all around the stumps and cars and the noise it makes mixes with the smell of exhaust and mall food-court and you're just totally there. Now throw away that image. You're falling away from the parking lot/beach/forest/mall, or, like, it's falling out from under you. Now you're in space. You can't hear anything because there's no air in space for the sound to move through. So now for a moment, you think you've gone deaf but then you remember that "Hey, in space, you can't hear anything anyway." So you're in space, but you don't have on a space suit because you were just laying in the parking lot/beach/mall/forest and didn't need one so, like, you're dead now. But because you've always been a strong believer in the Hindu religion, you've been reincarnated. You're reincarnated as an ant in the driveway of your childhood home. So like, now you're doing ant things like building little mounds of dirt and getting sugar and stuff but then, like, your previous self comes out with a magnifying glass and burns you and your ant friends up. So, like, you're dead again, but luckily, you're reincarnated again. But like, this time, you're your own son, but in a different timeline, a timeline where the first you didn't die so you could go on to have the son that you became. So like, as your own son, you grow up and sometime during puberty you realize that you're a homosexual, but then you realize that you don't even want to be a man and you're actually a woman trapped in a man's body. You try to tell your parents, one of which is yourself, and start transitioning, but they don't understand, so you feel miserable all the time. After a few months of this, you decide that you must kill yourself. This death brings further reincarnation. This time, however, your your own wife, with whom you had your transgender son. Your life is relatively normal, middle class your whole life, and then you find your other self and fall in love. You two get married and continue your middle class life of monotony and mediocrity together, but the dullness is slightly lessened now that you have each other. However, after the birth of your child, things for the family get a bit more tense. The relationship between your current self and your past self becomes abusive. Your past self starts drinking more and beating you some nights. He never hurts your child, but you think he suspects something's up. Eventually your son tells you and your past self/husband that he's transgender. You want to support him, but at this point you've been made so distraught by your husband/past self's abusive tendencies that you can't help at all. Your past self/husband rejects your son and refuses to support him, and eventually he kills himself. Your husband/past self slips further into alcoholism and abuse, and eventually the two of you get a divorce. You move to Florida where you spend the rest of your days being old and uninteresting. Your husband/past self's abusiveness and alcoholism in addition to your son's suicide still haunt you, but you manage to carry on. You never met someone else to spend your days with, but you had a few friends. Eventually you die peacefully, in your sleep. This time, you come back as a bird. Really nothing interesting happens. You do bird stuff. Have some eggs, make some nests, migrate, fly around. You die in an un-extraordinary way, only to be reincarnated as your earlier incarnation who will have the transgender son later, but now you're in a different timeline where you have a daughter who grows up perfectly well adjusted. But for now you're back on the beach/forest/mall/parking lot. You can smell the car exhaust and food-court and hear the waves crashing and some seagulls doing that thing seagulls do. And there's, like, the urban sounds of the people in the mall meshing with the sounds of nature from the ocean. And now you feel at peace with everything and you can just relax and stay in the forest/mall/beach/parking lot forever.
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McDonald’s has been forced to open its first ever restaurant with a turquoise coloured sign after city planners said the signature yellow sign would be too garish. Officials in Sedona, Arizona told the fast-food giant they were unable to open a restaurant with the trademark yellow logo.This is due to the city’s strict regulations which prevent buildings from ruining the picturesque view of the desert.
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McDonald’s has been forced to open its first ever restaurant with a turquoise coloured sign after city planners said the signature yellow sign would be too garish. Officials in Sedona, Arizona told the fast-food giant they were unable to open a restaurant with the trademark yellow logo.This is due to the city’s strict regulations which prevent buildings from ruining the picturesque view of the desert.

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I just want to like be able to platonically make out with someone and like be great friends with them but we’ll both understand that its like a short casual thing

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