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'Tis a strange thing to find yourself in an unfamiliar place. The lighting glows differently on your skin, the sweat on your feet has a whole new stench. Foreign food in your tummy... even your farts seem odd, different...

 

The silence in my brain, something all too new. I bet if you put your ear up to mine you could hear the ocean.. waves crashing on the folds of my brain, water seeping in slowly. Usually it's a bustling place of activity. Worry, stress, happiness, random retarded thoughts, laughter... Not tonight.

 

The chipmunk sleeps in the log.

 

Seriously considering soldering my vagina closed. That way I'll keep out of trouble.

I'm sure you all really wanted to know that didn't you?

 

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