Julian: Man, animal nor plant could ever thrive in weather as such :(
Desiree: Next month a blizzard shall storm through, while unicorns will prance in the oasis of the damned...
Julian: All whilst hailing frozen tar balls from the gulf.
Desiree: While solar winds scorch the non-existent plains of the north, incinerating what's left of the faulty architecture and behavior that inhabits the structure.
-Conversation referring to Texas and northern America-
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Desiree: Why so? Because I am the goddess of lust and you are the son of Jesus' flaunts. He does envy the gorgeous souls after all, the Devil that is. For [we] draw more appreciation and praise, not to mention envy, than he.
Julian: Live like an Angel, die like a Devil... :)
-Conversation referring to religion-
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Frankie: If there is one thing I know birds of a feather flock together, I have no fucking feathers, I never met anyone like me' mother, said I was raised a Leader.
Desiree: If we had feathers than the ozone would favor human kind and the Earth and Moon would smile back upon us.
Desiree: Did you know that we do feed back the Earth we take advantage of? From the Earth we return our minds and outer shells, we decompose, feeding the Earth the knowledge it needs to better itself.
-Continuous thoughts-
Desiree: But our burial ritual without the coffins or incinerations will cause waste to the living humans. The wood decomposes with the body. Decreasing the plauge, while increasing the quality of nutrients for those whom will thrive off of [us].
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