i love rainbows and purple smoke and music and starry days and pictures of telephones and whispers in the tunnels of the mind.
i hate the color red and my mind becoming a pine cone in the night when thieves give me anger and i give them shore leave.
i wear superman in my head and fly in the green sky and land on a thimble inside of a blade of grass.
i eat cupcakes make of pink wax and play with plastic rainbows and vinyl human beings.
the blue hat is going to kill me
this is my last will and testament.
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