I can imagine my brain in my head right now, red and ropy like scar tissue or overchewed gum. My brother dicked around with my Magnetic Poetry box and I nearly blew out the circuiting in my brain with panic sweat. I'm so exhausted.
Jesus. I just looked at a picture of one of my old schoolmates and he looked like a smoky old movie star. It was his jawline and his suitjacket, both so sharp. I feel like I just got spun around in my chair really fast. It took me so off guard.
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