you're not seriously going over there are you?
why is it that whenever I decide to regress, you've got to get your paws all over it?
hey, easy. i'm just trying to save you from yourself. can't you see that? no amount of tarot cards, or planetary alignments or de-molecularization or whatever is going to change the truth that i've been trying to drill into your bleak little mindscape-
-which is what exactly? and by the way, it's not de-molecularization, it's 'psychic-organic transference'.
whatever. the fact remains that going over there is basically like you deciding to eat your own vomit. is that what you want? a vomit sandwich?
nice. very nice.
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ok, fine. you win. happy? now can we at least get lunch?
certainly.
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Bravo!
That's "Temporary" Psychic Organic Transference (T-Pot)
I don't like the words "vomit sandwich"--too graphic, too vulgar. Subtlety cb, think subtlety.
'vomit sandwich' provides the writer's required effect... thank you. sometimes my dear, subtle won't do.
nice self-talk.
apparently thats a sign of insanitly/immaturity
.....but i think its wicked.
love cs
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