Okay so I was hiding from a killer in someone else's house. They got me, and a cloud of bees lifted my corpse to the afterlife. There were a bunch of incense for sale, music museums, and drag racing there. I don't even like drag racing, but maybe subconsciously that's what I want heaven to look like? Idk it was weird.
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The inner machinations of my mind are an enigma
HumorTo give you some comic relief after you read my poetry. These are dreams I've had, thoughts, and Evil Plans. Welcome, and prepare for a tour through a hellscape like no other.
