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[boozeplz]

Day Fifty-Three
Your Name: Britney Spears
Suicidal Ideation: my loneliness is killin' me
Homicidal Ideation: aaand I, I must confess, I still believe~
Amount of Sleep Last Night: Not a lot, but I'm not tired.
Any Lucid or Vivid Dreams? Explain.: Cotton candy.
Moods Experienced Today: Just an average day. Spent more time defending myself than normal

Comments

[black_mauser]

I'm of the opinion everything gives you a boner.

[black_mauser]

Gee thanks.

[black_mauser]

I'll just be sure to stay away from the windows.

[black_mauser]

Can't be bothered. Nothing personal.

[black_mauser]

Real scared, I assure you.

[boozeplz]

Heyyy, leave him alone ya big bully.

[boozeplz]

Pssh, I doubt you could go that long, old man.

[black_mauser]

He's more a pain in the ass than anything else.

[boozeplz]

Yeah, I'm pretty sure everyone feels that way.

But HEY! I'm glad you're not Cerberus anymore! I feel like I haven't seen ya in forever!

[black_mauser]

You seem to like him pretty well.

Yeah, 3 days or something like that. You haven't been in the room much yourself.

[boozeplz]

Eh, he's the best therapist I know so far. And by best, I don't mean skill-wise.

Yeah, boss told me to stay away 'cause Cerberus was gonna eat me or somethin'. I missed you, yo.