I think I've been a little fiction-obsessed. I don't think it takes a genius to figure that out with me safely tugged away in my corner of idleness with my faithful books.
However! Fictional characters are appearing in my sleep. Argh. Hot, fictional made-up antagonist.
Why, do I go for the latter instead of the protagonist.
Its all messed up. I wake up to only find out that it was merely a dream, which is 10 times worse.
I've been having more thoughts about inflicting some pain onto myself. Not sadistically. I'd always wanted to pierce my upper ear lobe but heard freakey stories about hitting the bone or getting nasty infection. Aka, chickened out. Putting more thoughts about being tatt-ed. The design is more tedious than the grueling-loud drilling-needle hitting part.
I need to collect my thoughts.
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