In the morning I have to go see my new therapist.
- In the morning I have to go see my new therapist. i don't think I want the prodding again. But I know I need it. Ever since the Shrub was elected my affiliation w Consensus Reality
- has improved. So much easier than
- taking the dictionary, and reading all the entries about love. He kept writing the letter with his purple gel pen. So far, he was on page 43. He had problems ending.
- Suddenly, the pen ran out of ink and it started to show in his handwriting. He stopped. Was that time to finish? Was that lack of ink going to be understood as lack of commitment?
- Maybe, but that wouldn't stop him from showing his Sonic fanfic to the world. He got up, picked up his notebook and empty pen and
- looked at himself proudly in the mirror. If he didn't embrace it, it would swallow him up whole. He had to go fast.
- So he quickly reached out his arms, grabbed it firmly, and pulled until he felt it dislodge. It squirmed in his fingers, but he held fast. Finally he tore it free and immediately
- began to nibble at it. It tasted bitter and metallic. Eventually he stuffed it's entirety in his mouth- and- like you do with anything that tastes bad- swallowed it quickly. Alive.
- But eating metallic tastes was not for me. I began to feel ill and decided to go to the hospital. Lucky for me, the doctor was a hottie. But then, I was told I only had a week left
- to pay my medical bills or... "Or you could leave a body part as a deposit," the doctor explained. I checked my wallet. "My spleen," I replied. "You may take my spleen."
- Started
- 2017-05-30 21:03:21
- Finished
- 2019-03-01 18:04:22
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LordVacuity Mar 01 2019 @ 19:19
My spleen for a horse. I'm just saying.