This one time I found a toad in a bucket. It was dead.
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Reincarnation is NOT a flavour. No it isn't. No I won't listen to excuses nor pathetic imaginary truths. Check the dictionary, and you will see it is NOT a flavour. But death's a flavour, though.
I'm actually singing again, and enjoying music instead of analyzing it. I don't feel the urge to draw or write because it's only in my sadness that I feel the urge to create something, poetry, art, something that's made to soothe my hurt soul. It feels so different to want to appreciate art rather than create it. Both amaze me.