if not right now.

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sometimes i just want to hug mr. gunderson. he acts so cute. and i like it when he smiles; it makes his ears look bigger.
pwahaha.










i had a dream. i was climbing a really steep mountain, terrified that i would fall; the slope was nearly verticle and i was whimpering and shaking in fear. it was humid and green. a lot of jungle. when i got to the top it was a plateau with various, random objects everywhere. jewelry, broken couches, clothes all over the ground and hanging on the multitude of sagging trees. there were old, victorian looking cabinets with moss on them and shattered glass from vanity mirrors. the sky was purplish.
then it became night. i was walking across a thin valley with monstrous, dry mountains looming over me, and the sky was filled, literally, with billions of gold specks of light--billions and billions-- and they were moving in dense swirls, as if dancing or fighting. the swarm of "stars" just kept moving and stretching and gathering...







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