Dear Corn,
I feel uncomfortable. Can’t sleep, can’t seem to do anything.
I feel like being run over by a car,
I feel like theres too much adrenaline, cant feel anything, but my heart is beating too quickly
What now?
Love,
Dear Corn,
I feel uncomfortable. Can’t sleep, can’t seem to do anything.
I feel like being run over by a car,
I feel like theres too much adrenaline, cant feel anything, but my heart is beating too quickly
What now?
Love,
THIS MAN.
IS ATTACKING HIMSELF.
WITH A BADGER HAND PUPPET.
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