Ok Mr. Gordon, you want me to be 100% honest and blunt with you? No, Gordon, your favorite puppy didn't die because of sickness or bad luck. Neither did your girlfriend get with you because you were lucky or because she loved you. Nor does your day go by mundanely and smoothly just because. No, no Gordon. You see, you are in a dreamscape generated by me, a vampiric tentacle demon. Your dog died because that sadness it made you feel makes your blood taste like blueberry. Your girlfriend got with you because your love and lust filling it would make it chocolatey, strawberryish and cherry. And your normal good days is when my pallet is feeling simple, and just wants normal blood or vanilla flavor. It should be noted everyone but you are my puppets and are all fake. Also, your not really a male 30 something named Gordon, you in reality are like a 16 year old schoolgirl named Tomoniki. Well, this about does it. Have a great rest of your infinity!!! Oh, and do be a good little bloodbag and take your happy pills with a shot of beer or something every now and then, makes your blood taste........ mellowing ;)
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