My world through someone else's voice. Part II.

[i_am_the_owl]

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Main:The hallucinations have started up here. I thought moving away from home would help, since it was a new environment, a new place. Back home, all of them were rooted in locations; the albino rats in my living room, the dwarves that would lear at me from rooftops, the girl in the playground that always looked at me in silent terror when

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[kill_me_im_emo]

damn kid. you never told me much about that. you just told me stuff about exitensialism ( i know i spelled that wrong) i miss you, wish i had a car to come get you so you could be here. wish i could see you more often. i miss you alot.

[i_am_the_owl]

Existentialism is more important!

[salvation_calls]

I think me and you need to talk again. Not like a "we need to talk because I'm here to help" sort of thing, but a "we need to talk because I'm intrigued and curious" sort of thing, I think.

[i_am_the_owl]

I'm always listening.

[bondage_siren]

I wish I could hallucinate that you were here and then it be real.
Minus the scary rats and bleeding stuff

[i_am_the_owl]

If it's a hallucination, then it's not real by default.

[bondage_siren]

But the hobo said it was!

[bondage_siren]

Oops. It no log me in?

benji

[anonymous]

where's the homeless guy with the free cigarettes?

or should i say, where was he, since you obviously killed him and took his cigarettes...

and what are the odds you updated within a week of when i clicked over from benji/blog for the last time...and three times...

[___contradict]

sounsd like a terrible acid trip