ɴᴏᴛᴇs ғʀᴏᴍ ᴛʜᴇ ᴜɴᴅᴇʀɢʀᴏᴜɴᴅ

My thought, whose murder yet is but fantastical, Shakes so my single state of man That function is smother'd in surmise, And nothing is but what is not

100 years without kafka

Making a pinterest board for me and my friend

Tyrants help build us But they won't mind throwing us away

I’m a tyrant now

Oh unfortunately not

ik the game I thought you were referencing the sedoku no you mean seppuku