| Re: How Can the Photons Tolerate Each Other? You are going to get mad at where this is going, again, sweetie.
I know you saw me collapse and you felt bad for me. But that is the quietest I know how to do that.
I'm tired too. I can make dimensions and all kinds of stuff with you, but without you, I lose interest fast.
I don't care how you arrive, and I know the difference between you and the other one. Sweetie, just kill all you want, I'll pick them up, maybe, if I feel like it. There is no pay for what we do, just more and more power, forever.
You and me, and all the things we know how to do. I adore your work, and you obviously like mine, so what's the problem, baby.
Just ask and I will obey you, sort of, and just demand and I will obey you, sort of, just like always. |