Head on his chest: "I wish I had an army of you..." So, ok, that one might lend itself to poetic interpretation in retrospect, but the fact that the sound of my own voice woke me up and yet I wasn't sure to whom it belonged should point to the fact that I very well may be haunted.
Sentence begins like this after a large blank space: "that I never really thought it out. The logistics of it are frightening- unless of course, we become indisputable to us." This after typing out the Flaw in the System! post from a few days ago. Am I haunted by beer?
Sentence begins like this after a large blank space: "that I never really thought it out. The logistics of it are frightening- unless of course, we become indisputable to us." This after typing out the Flaw in the System! post from a few days ago. Am I haunted by beer?
More as they are uttered.
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