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It's dark, it's soft with some pokey out bits some of which are sharp and hurt; it's like anyone else's head really.


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Wednesday, March 20

I'm not sure why but I have this thing where I talk about myself in third person, as if the things I say are what others are thinking.

Today I was talking to someone at work, this is someone that I play insult with on a daily basis, we couldn't remember if we had seen each other before that time or if the teasing took place yesterday. He said that it was a daily thing, me picking on him.

So, I said, "That Rynn, she's like having a hawk going after your eyeball; pick, pick, pick."

He went very quiet, then finally said, "Thank you for that image."

It's my world, you're only renting.

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