Boy oh Boy.
CRISIS INTERVENTION IN VAIN
s'ok. Rather have it be that way than the real thing.
I saw a shooting star the other night. It was really big, and orange yellow. It was pretty cool, I wish a UFO came down and zapped me and Bob up into its big bad disk-shaped self.
I can't remember any of my dreams anymore, and it's troubling, because sometimes I feel like they are more constant than my reality.
But what do I know. I'm more brief and fleeting than that shooting star anyways.
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nauseated
9-1-1, what's your emergency?
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