Step back, peeps, and fasten your seat-belts. Time to bring in a puberty professional.
…. wait. That’s not right. Hold on.
Let’s fast-forward about five more years.
Ah, yes, there we go. Right after I sold my soul to Satan.
Naw son you can’t be hot in both genders you fucking cheated
Nothing super memorable, a black room with a white door. There was a cat cross rabbit in there, trying to open the door.
It was a ginger rabbit with a cat tail and longer back legs like a cat.
I’ve decided to start a dream diary, due to the fact that my dreams are almost a second reality. I dream very vividly almost every night and I often revisit a lot of places and expand on prior stories. This is a way for me (and you, if you’re interested) to keep track and be able to remember my adventures for longer than a couple of days.
I might write about past dreams also, but eh.
I had the most candy today than I’ve eaten in a while, and a bag of burger rings. That was just the stuff I ate outside of normal meal times. I feel so disgusting and fat and no amount of water I drink makes me feel better. I’ve got a huge headache and I’m so drowsy but my energy is like WOOOOOO.
Gross, I hate myself and my dumb choices about food sometimes.