Aren't we all like those slimes in the "satisfactory" videos we randomly come across on our feeds. We are born delicate and fragile, but then we are kneaded in pain. Different kinds of pain in various levels of saturation, finely getting blended to each molecule, just like the dyes for a slime. They change us, the hues, the form, the delicacy and we continue being versatile to it.
We do not have control over the kneader, but the exception is on satisfaction. Sometimes the pain inflicted upon us is not deliberate or evictable and the kneader is tormented as well.
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