last night turned into a nocturnal adventure suspended in psuedotime!

[winter_patience]

so last night i went to sleep pretty drunk off of wine and had what was probably the most unseparable from reality dream i've ever experienced. it's as if something as simple as looking at the ceiling of my room becomes lodged somewhere in my brain only to be cracked open when i'm asleep. This same setting and time (night) is then applied to

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hey man suck my ballsack

[farewell_apollo]

me and randy use to be on the rapture street team when i was a junior in highschool.
they sent use pins once and it sucked