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Ongoing, First published May 12, 2018
. Since we catch two-dimentional things as cartoons, does that mean two-dimentional things take us as their cartoons? What if that when you die, you go into a tunnel to where you are born as someone else again? You only cry because of the memories you have lost, yet partial memory is remembered, that's why they call it deja vu. i thought of cheesecake while typing down the discription.
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Ah,the sweet memories... Don't get me wrong,some memories bring happiness and calmness while others,well..they bring sadness and anger and frustration but they help us all one way or another don't they?