“‘in the space of a sundown, you show me the soul of the world within my own walls.’
‘oh, my friend,’ he said quietly. no more than that needed to be said.
we are whole.
like sundered pieces of crockery that snick back together so precisely that the crack becomes invisible, the fool joined us and completed us.”
homotron 3000 and faggotron 500 reuniting and immediately back to serving god's most romantic dialogue
— Jul 27, 2026 03:00PM
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