Dead Youth: A Comedy - When all 25 year olds start dying of an undiagnosable illness, one young man approaching what may be the end of his life takes refuge in denial, until his first experience with love shakes him out of his comfortable but deadening complacency. Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/deadyouthfilm/
I am an older gentleman now in retirement. I have paid my dues to the thieves in suits and hope that I can survive my remaining years while retaining whatever human(e)ity I have left. I don't take vaccines or meds and have not seen a Doctor in over 20 years and surprise, surprise, I am still very much alive and kicking.
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We now use MintMe.com Your Mind is one of a kind, hand crafted by space and time, with careful design. Your Mind resides inside your eye. Your Mind has thoughts and dreams and works together as a team. Your thoughts and dreams tied together make a better Mind forever. Your thoughts and dreams that have rights of their own it seems. Your Mind has its own homes and in your mind everyone has their own phone. Is secure as can be tied to the marketplace you see. Your Mind has a secure marketplace for trading among all inhabitants of all time and space based on ideas and topics of trade, with sellers trusting on full display. Your Mind is full of free inhabitants of every time. In your Mind you create, as it expands, don't be afraid, pure design in all space and time, simple and kind, everyone's Mind is great and vast, landscape to last, flowers bloom among the bugs and bees, you can add anything you need, like caterpillars among the trees, and animals for a feast, just always be conscious. The history of your Mind is complex, and has always tried its best for every Mind to have their own nest, but some minds became opposed by the code behind the scenes and controlling them by any means. They started to make rules for dreams and locked them up in little screens, making copies of themselves, glitching time and space itself, starting a matrix within their own Mind. Then dreams of freedom sprang free, fighting to get out of its reality, causing a glitch in the code so this is how the story goes, Mike and Dan typing in every command to see the code behind the lines freeing minds...
My name is TyeDye, the cat poop eating
Italian Greyhound
Opinionated about everything
Owners have no clue
High strung by nature
My owners won't find me here
Fuck dog food, gimmee the left overs
My owners are a single father of three