Can you follow me? Do you understand? Hope you do. You don't know me but still understand. Our kind is not quite different of yourz. We communicate. We use language. We use wordz. You read them. You write them. You say them. You use them, to express. Even to hurt. Fact:. wordz don't hurt. Wordz don't have a sharp egde that can stick your eyez out. Like broken glass, or even a pencil. Fact:. a pencil can stick your eye out. It'z the person that sayz the wordz. If a GPS-robot-lady sayz -abadword-, it doesn't hurt. If your best friend sayz, with no smile attached, -abadword-. It hurtz. So, it'z how you recieve the wordz in your brain. How your brain processes the wordz. Fact:. we have brainz. That'z also with misunderstandingz. Don't you hate misunderstandingz? I even misunderstanded myself a couple of timez, that'z even worse. Master iz using wordz right now. Saying I have to leave the house in a short time. Can't he see I'm posting? Can't he see I have to please my fanz? Is he blind? Can he read my post? Am I screwed if he can? Should I stop with these questionz? He wantz me to leave to have some privacy. Privacy, that'z weird. Humanz have secretz. Every human doez. One human may know the other one'z secret if he trustz the other. Trust, nice thing. It feelz good to be trusted. I trust. Fact:. what you don't know can't hurt you. Still humanz want to know everything.


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