….I would greatly appreciate it. 😀
Ha.
If I communicate with anyone more before my craziness has subsided, it shall be using a telegraph and morse code. Much harder to act like a complete dumbass/asshole/moron/idiot or whatever else I may act like whilst insane that way.
I mean, unless someone wants to throw a brick at my head, in which case, sweet.
I sit at the table. And there’s a teddy resting under my chair. I sit here alone, in this room. No one knows I sit here. I don’t know whether it’s day or night, I don’t care. The air is light and it smells of quartz, so lulling. The whole room is blue, only the lamp on the table is pale yellow, like a moth. I sit here and dream, and I talk to the lamp. The clock on the wall is ticking rhythmically, like a metronome…Â
I pick up the teddy from under the chair, and I put it on the table […]
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