i was gonna tell you about the seer in my fairy tale, but i just realized i have to call a friend of my mind (ha ha, it was a typo but it works that way too) . for thats when the storyteller totally forgets about the story and the time behind.
petetre someday i will be reminded.
i still feel like putting an end.
my little person in the tale requires lobotomy (as to stop thinking). brutal. may be they should still do that. they said it makes you happy. they know what they are doing
perhaps i should have listened to my mom when she told me not to stare at the sun. and i did.