A treehouse. I'm vastly amused, fishbowl.

Trust? I hate you. And the Sphere. I hate you too.

At least it's even easier to get around. I don't even have to worry about echoing.

And Remmy? I still don't appreciate the chain e-mail dream. If you're wondering.

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Some food for thought:

If you're dreaming you're dreaming, are you dreaming or are you awake?

If you're in a world where nothing makes sense and you've forgotten what you suppose should be called home, do you belong in the forgotten place, or what you've been forced to make do with?

-Tabs

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the good:
adible edible food

the bad:
people
cocoons

and the just plain weird:
festivals
clothing-switching
unicorns
that place were not supposed to go

[ooc: the last thing listed is a reference to the Willy Wonka

P.S. the handwriting is still very messy]

Congrats on having the best welcoming party ever.

Goop, cocoon, and everything were great!

On a better note: no bubbles floating above my head anymore.

[writing is messy. the writer obviously has had very little practice XD]