From the moment I understood the weakness of my flesh, it disgusted me.
I craved the strength and certainty of steel. I aspired to the purity of the Blessed Machine.
The female clings to its flesh, as if it will not decay and fail them. One day the crude biomass that they call a temple will wither, and they will beg my kind to save them. But I am already saved, for the Machine is immortal…
Longtime lurker here. After reading this comment of yours I felt a strong desire to tell you to kill yourself. Please just do it. Do everyone a favor and your pathetic existence. You're a fucking shitstain.
If we're going to rebuild, you'll be no part of it. There's no space for people who would desire policy to drive the human race extinct
What "line" is that? You're not going to reproduce. You have no line.
Bro you're so insane and fully committed to your insanity that it's impressive.
OMG dude are you doing "lines" of cocaine right now because that's some brilliant nonsense.
From the moment I understood the weakness of my flesh, it disgusted me.
I craved the strength and certainty of steel. I aspired to the purity of the Blessed Machine.
The female clings to its flesh, as if it will not decay and fail them. One day the crude biomass that they call a temple will wither, and they will beg my kind to save them. But I am already saved, for the Machine is immortal…
Longtime lurker here. After reading this comment of yours I felt a strong desire to tell you to kill yourself. Please just do it. Do everyone a favor and your pathetic existence. You're a fucking shitstain.
You don't have a line without children.