cum for your master, give me all of your desire and I shall eat from its fruits. Give into your needs and let them overwhelm you, for I am here and I will never let you down
The Question: The game of life is a trap and I fell right into it, I'm so tired, I have been ever sense I turned eighteen and started. They tell you as you grow that a house, a car, and a job are the things that dreams are made of and yet, I can't remember the last time I've dreamt of anything other than blackness or false hope. So I type this as a warning to all that wish to win this game, that is of our very existence, You can't, there is no way to win it, and unless something drastic, or wondrous happens soon to delay this joke, then you will be stuck in it forever...So tired and yet, I am unable to give up on a goal that may never come, for the one dream I do have left, drives me to push on.
The Answer: What am I? I don't know. What do you think I am? In all truth does anyone really know who, or what, they are and if so, how would I even be able to tell you in a way that you would understand? Well, how bought this,I'll give you what I've learned so far about me, so that you get the general idea of the Manic behind the Jester. I'm different, I'm unique, I'm odd, I'm sexual, I will own you, I will even let you own me, if I deem you worthy. I'm a sadist, I'm a masochist, I could be the best thing that's ever happened to you, or worst,I can make you laugh, I can make you cry, I could even make you feel worthless if I really wanted to, and of course, I am mad. Really I've been for a long time but,with all that aside here's an even better question, Who are you? Would you be able to answer that? What If I told you that I could help you figure that out? Would you believe me? And if you did, would you give me a chance to prove it? Would you even give me the time of day? And if I could prove it? Would you listen to the truth? Could you handle it? I'd have to say you couldn't, even if you tried, for only a select few are able to meet there true selves, at any given time, then except all there faults. Or how bought an even better question? What is life? What is time? Do you know? could you tell me? I've been trying to figure it out for myself for a very long time, and yet...through out it all. All that I have sacrificed and given to get as far as I am to the truth, about me, about you, I've only figured out that one thing is for sure. Me, you, them, they, all of us, we will never know the answer to these questions, and We need to realize that, there in embracing it instead of always fighting it. But, we can't, and that is another thing that we will never do, or have, for it is in are nature to question and be curious, and even if we did, why would you want to tell someone about it anyway? So they can push it back in your face? Or even use it against you, to control you, to make you do there bidding, and fulfill all there needs and wants? I can do this, I've done it before, and I will do it again, you just have to earn it, or make me want to give it to you. For this is the way this game is played, my game, and I will not stop until I am satisfied so, can you do it? Can you play with a Manic Jester and win? Is it possible? Well, why not try? The least you'll loose from all of it is your sanity and....who really needs that, anyway.
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Busy little worker bees, do you know you sicken me. Spinning bobbing through the trees, do you ever feel the breeze. When your life is put to test, will you run, or will you nest. Do you put your life to worth, have you tried sense your birth.
Little busy worker bees, I hope you all know, that you sicken me. When your body feels the pain, will you cry and act with shame. Have you truly given up your life, just to live your days in strife. Has it really gone that far, where do you set the bar. When you go home to your bed, do you cry, and bow your head, or is it finally true...that you...are fully dead.
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Beauties:[raging pussy][foxyvixen17][Death's Hellhound][veron love][Liliana][God Damn It][kinky goth bitch][Sinful Raine666][sex kitty]
Beasts: [cooter davenport][Dornhal dragon][Master Of Puppets][Jormun][The Warden]
Girlfriend, and woman that is the most hottest and best person alive(because I said so):[Melisande] I love you babe and there's no way in hell I'm ever gonna be without you <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3
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His daughter: Aistacia
His love and mate: Joscelin
His food sorce: Crystal
His current targeted mind to make him stronger: Enma king of the spirit realm
His past mental conquests: Renok, Inari the fox god of sex and thievery,
