You never really think about how precious your sanity is until you wake up one morning after a dream thinking:
I would rather be a pop star than a rock star because I'd rather be popular than be a rock.
Brain. You are stupid.
Bleagh.
Besides, you aren't a rock. You don't know how they live, or who they are.
STOP DISCRIMINATION AGAINST ROCKS!
YOU ARE READING
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RawakMy insane thoughts. You really don't want to know, but you'll look anyways, won't you? I thought so ;) Also, they get better as you go along. Really.
