Lol not far off
Lol stop flirting with my spouse
my subconscious
it’s more like probably crying in a corner rocking back and forth somewhere in my mind right now and having a constant panic attack while flipping through a book of methods of suicide with instructions and pictures
That occasionally has random memories pop up in the pages that someone nasty running around in there keeps putting in all my book files to prank the subconscious
so that I’m constantly coming across these tiny pieces of paper that say things like “fuck you mate.” And then a picture of my dad abusing me with a little devil smiley face drawn on it.
and those are just *everywhere* to a point my subconscious can no longer function properly it has ceased to organize and store memories properly because it’s constantly having a breakdown over these evil notes being left everywhere and as it tries to remove them and find a place to file it there is no room for it so it’s just overwhelmed and all the while more notes are being hidden
and there are also demons running around in there like shadows just doing evil shit like whispering a lot of detrimental and harmful negative toxic things
my subconscious
it’s more like probably crying in a corner rocking back and forth somewhere in my mind right now and having a constant panic attack while flipping through a book of methods of suicide with instructions and pictures
That occasionally has random memories pop up in the pages that someone nasty running around in there keeps putting in all my book files to prank the subconscious
so that I’m constantly coming across these tiny pieces of paper that say things like “fuck you mate.” And then a picture of my dad abusing me with a little devil smiley face drawn on it.
and those are just *everywhere* to a point my subconscious can no longer function properly it has ceased to organize and store memories properly because it’s constantly having a breakdown over these evil notes being left everywhere and as it tries to remove them and find a place to file it there is no room for it so it’s just overwhelmed and all the while more notes are being hidden
and there are also demons running around in there like shadows just doing evil shit like whispering a lot of detrimental and harmful negative toxic things
Its ok butterfly sister. One day we will go to heaven and the lord will cure us of what the entomologist have done.
my subconscious
it’s more like probably crying in a corner rocking back and forth somewhere in my mind right now and having a constant panic attack while flipping through a book of methods of suicide with instructions and pictures
That occasionally has random memories pop up in the pages that someone nasty running around in there keeps putting in all my book files to prank the subconscious
so that I’m constantly coming across these tiny pieces of paper that say things like “fuck you mate.” And then a picture of my dad abusing me with a little devil smiley face drawn on it.
and those are just *everywhere* to a point my subconscious can no longer function properly it has ceased to organize and store memories properly because it’s constantly having a breakdown over these evil notes being left everywhere and as it tries to remove them and find a place to file it there is no room for it so it’s just overwhelmed and all the while more notes are being hidden
and there are also demons running around in there like shadows just doing evil shit like whispering a lot of detrimental and harmful negative toxic things
Its ok butterfly sister. One day we will go to heaven and the lord will cure us of what the entomologist have done.
maybe we have to liberate ourselves.
my subconscious
it’s more like probably crying in a corner rocking back and forth somewhere in my mind right now and having a constant panic attack while flipping through a book of methods of suicide with instructions and pictures
That occasionally has random memories pop up in the pages that someone nasty running around in there keeps putting in all my book files to prank the subconscious
so that I’m constantly coming across these tiny pieces of paper that say things like “fuck you mate.” And then a picture of my dad abusing me with a little devil smiley face drawn on it.
and those are just *everywhere* to a point my subconscious can no longer function properly it has ceased to organize and store memories properly because it’s constantly having a breakdown over these evil notes being left everywhere and as it tries to remove them and find a place to file it there is no room for it so it’s just overwhelmed and all the while more notes are being hidden
and there are also demons running around in there like shadows just doing evil shit like whispering a lot of detrimental and harmful negative toxic things
Its ok butterfly sister. One day we will go to heaven and the lord will cure us of what the entomologist have done.
maybe we have to liberate ourselves.
But the others in our head will make us self destruct if we try