I used the non-cellucciated parts, the storyboard drawings, on purpose. It's not that I couldn't make it in time or anything. Anyway, I wanted to free myself from cell animation. Cell is just symbolism. If you see Asuka's picture with a marker and hear Miyamura's voice, it's more than enough to make it Asuka. I didn't want to get hung up on cells anymore. My position is that of a woman, so not really. In my case, rather than Asuka-chan something like "aaahhh I want to pin down a cold girl like Rei-chan" would be a preferred scenario. Borderline personality disorder (BPD), also known as emotionally unstable personality disorder (EUPD)[10] or borderline pattern personality disorder is a personality disorder characterized by a long-term pattern of unstable interpersonal relationships, distorted sense of self, and strong emotional reactions.[5][6][11] Those affected often engage in self-harm and other dangerous behavior.[12] They may also struggle with a feeling of emptiness, fear of abandonment, and detachment from reality.[5] Symptoms of BPD may be triggered by events considered normal to others.[5] BPD typically begins by early adulthood and occurs across a variety of situations.[6] Substance use disorders, depression, and eating disorders are commonly associated with BPD.[5] Approximately 10% of people affected with the disorder die by suicide.[5][6] The disorder is stigmatized in both the media and the psychiatric field and as a result is often underdiagnosed.[13] Fastened in an upright position, the cross arms are believed to have prevented the piece from penetrating further. Sometimes I record stuff.

This, as we see time and time again, rapidly The neurodivergent, about to be lobotomized by their caretaker, doesn't deserve the same treatment as a normal human would (if you drove a knife through someone's skull and tore out their gray matter you'd be facing a court trial, not research funding) It wasn't unnatural that they died. The tower was found buried under several layers of Siluran strata. It terminated ten meters down, intersecting one of the deeper Francevillian laminae, with the discs of its structure so cleanly fused at their bases that it had to have been carved from a larger mass, rather than assembled (the groove patterns ringing its edges certainly suggested this, though the equipment required for serrating Merillite in such a near-perfect manner are indeterminate, and the ability for hollowing the entrance valaves much less so.

PUNISHED OSAKA puts on an eyepatch because it decides it is TOO WOUNDED TO BE HUMAN deathwaltz. The Touhou remixes blaze over the speakers, audiohazards raining in spectrographic shards WE HAVE TANGO ON SIX DISHES TO BE SERVED AT MEN'S ROOM CORTICAL FURNITURE PACK THE GREATEST DEAL YOU CAN BUY SPOT THE PATTERN YET? WHITE NOISE ON THE 23 SIX HOLE. SPIRAL. KEEP LOOKING IN. YOU'LL FIND YOU CHILD SOON ENOUGH, DORY. it isn't clear which ones are fictional and which ones are factual (if the distinction matters) and it isn't clear which ones will get her killed or which ones will get someone else killed (if the distinction matters) This, as we see time and time again, rapidly The neurodivergent, about to be lobotomized by their caretaker, doesn't deserve the same treatment as a normal human would (if you drove a knife through someone's skull and tore out their gray matter you'd be facing a court trial, not research funding) But that feeling, that detonation, constellations littering mind, mast cells twinkling in a variegated biocosm, every sensory data packet another skybent eye beaming at the world finding new angles to view the sun from and a billion new ways to perceive the Self in ways humans don’t have names for yet; it was rapturous. But that feeling, that detonation, constellations littering mind, mast cells twinkling in a variegated biocosm, every sensory data packet another skybent eye beaming at the world finding new angles to view the sun from and a billion new ways to perceive the Self in ways humans don’t have names for yet; it was rapturous. But that feeling, that detonation, constellations littering mind, mast cells twinkling in a variegated biocosm, every sensory data packet another skybent eye beaming at the world finding new angles to view the sun from and a billion new ways to perceive the Self in ways humans don’t have names for yet; it was rapturous. HI)( SUNT DRACONES.