OK, I'm gonna try this again, a different way but the same attempt at getting across to Humanity that it's all gonna be fine, You're just drunk as fuck, gonna have one more hell of a hangover (that can't be avoided, part of getting shitfaced, you'll live). Two things about M3 and You, I think You all should be aware of...
1) Humanity, to M3, is the 2nd Person. She's supposed to be my sidekick in this f@%ked up fairy tale otherwise known as Modern Society. Which is what He's drunk on. So drunk, in fact, that She doesn't even know it...
2) I've got Synesthesia. Basically, I Am stillborn with a vastly altered perception of conscious reality. I see the shape and color of every sound I hear projected upon the surfaces of the material world around M3. To M3, everything is literally a mother•f%#king cartoon. And I have yet to meet another Human Being who experiences reality in even remotely as similar a fashion as I do...
To M3, Humanity is simply stone-cold blasted out of Her mind on too much Society. The dumbass drank too much of it and now He's puking Her guts out, crying for His mommy, thinking Her whole world is flushing away and promising Himself that She will never, ever, EVER do this to Himself again...
If She can just PASS OUT OF THIS HELL and forget the stupid, stupid, STUPID mistake of getting hammered in the first place, right? Y'know what I'm talking about? Of course You do!
Humanity is Waking Up and She's feeling pretty f%#ked up about it. He's reeling through the mother of the rudest of Awakenings is all, and Everybody's been down this path before, at least once so, She's no choice but to understand Himself, agreed?
Toilet's to Your left, trash can's to the right so in case You feel like hurling again...
Please don't vomit on my floor, if you can help it, OK?
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