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[apiphile]

My subconscious hates me and wants me dead. Last night's dreams were charming in their simplicity, in that it wsa an unceasing litany of "you are a shit human being, everyone hates you, and you will destroy anything good in your life by being shit". In spite of this I don't actually want to be awake because progwholvdihaca awake is full of shite

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[rionaleonhart]

VENGEFUL CACKLING AT YOUR GUILT.

[apiphile]

Friend's son doesn't have such pretty eyelashes, it's fine.

Also I just read CAT RAPE FIC so uh. We're pretty much in the clear.

[crazykidben]

The poem wrecked me, mostly because I nodded along silently while reading. Superb.

[apiphile]

When I first read that for class, about ... seven years ago, six years ago ... I think I actually started crying. It's horribly accurate.

[glowering]

Hello yes.

[black_bubble]

That poem made me cry a bit. So very, painfully true.

... I need to go back and read your journal chronologically methinks because I have no idea who Josh is or why there's a guilt reaction.

[apiphile]

Katherine Pierpoint has a real talent for that.

And it's a fic. Couple of entries back.

[swear_jar]

Hahahah, delayed guilt reaction. It's all okay, people write much worse things all the time.

And by worse things I mean badly written things, though also never forget that there is noserape and macaronifucking fic and panther mpreg out there.

[apiphile]

I will never forget the noserape because noserape girl LIVED WITH ME. Macaronifucking ... eeesh. And. And. Yeah.

Also there is plane porn.

[strangefrontier]

Could you please pass on my gratitutde to Lindsay for turning up in my dream last night with a car to give me a lift. It would have been a right pain to walk up the hill with all that luggage.

I would like to also register a complaint with my subconcious, for when I took my family to see Inside Nature's Giants: The Giant Squid live, it actually turned out to be Gilbert and George chairing a debate about old books.

[apiphile]

I shall do this when he wakes up. My own subconscious is on report for giving me vivid and deranged nightmares and making me scared of crystals.

[strangefrontier]

My brain does vivd and deranged but not nightmares, thankfully.

Scared of crystals? Oh dear. Good thing you're not in regular contact with yer mum and people of her ilk, as that would be an unbearable amount of exposure to crystals and bullshit.

[apiphile]

It's like, yes, thank you, brain, I do not want to have to dispose of bodies.

Yeah, pretty much. There was this creature who drew her power from a gemstone wrapped in plastecine and I had to get the plastecine off and throw it into deep water, IDK. Although anything that keeps me away from the kind of numpties who believe in the SPECIAL HEALING PROPERTIES OF ROCKS is good, because otherwise I will start hurling them at skulls. (What, you said it would heal you. Shut up.)