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That is all I have this week

I’m afraid, due to personal circumstances I can not get the rest of this broadcast to you on time, so as our evening together comes to a close, I thank you for your patronage and your patience.

This is your humble host signing off

-Leafy

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I am so sorry dear viewers,

I do not have that essay today, I hope it will be finished by next week, I am truly so sorry.

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DREAM

Dear viewers, I have had many bizarre, strange and quite frankly disturbing dreams in my time. I have decided to begin to divulge into attempting to explain my dreams, starting with my most recent dream which I detailed in it’s entirely at the end of this post for your convenience.

Hallways: Hallways to me are something that I find myself walking down often in my day-to-day life, in this particular instance I was walking through the same four hallways over and over again. This could represent something like how I’m looking inward for something that can’t be found, or it could just be a reflection of my real life experience with attempting to find lost things, looking over and over in the same four places.

Dogs: in this dream I had there were many dog-like figures, in the hallways, or on the ice skating rink, much like the dog-like figures I find on my front doorstep every other Tuesday. I say dog-like figure and not just dog because all things in my dreams are not real and so could not possibly be anything, let alone a dog, but they looked like dogs so they are dog-like figures. These dog-like figures were often surrounded by colorful balls, I really have no idea where they came from or how my brain possibly created them.

Lack of feeling: Often during my dreams I will experience strong emotions including dread, panic, extreme sadness and fear. But this time of had almost no feeling of emotion until the very end when that clown head started singing at me. I think this may have been due to the fact that this dream was a little fuzzer than most which is probably because I was further asleep than usual for dreaming.

Dear viewers my dreams are odd to be sure but I find something truly beautiful in the scrambling of the human mind to create something for itself to do as it pretends to be dead for a few hours every day, don’t you? This brings an end to our segment DREAM

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Are you sad?

Well don’t be! I have just the thing to make you not sad anymore, come closer I must whisper it in your ear,

closer,

closer,

perfect!

Here, have a turtle picture,

Or two,

Or three,

Take as many as you need, I have 122 of these things Y’know, take them, please

And that concludes our add read!

Onto the next thing, our dreaming program!

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What a lovely poem indeed!

I just loved how all the words flowed, hmm that doesn’t seem right now does it? Flew? Yes, there’s the word! I just loved how all the words flew! Now that that’s done, we’ve still got the essay coming but next up is a word from our sponsor!

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Poems, shmoems

Round, and round, and  round e went  around  the area of that, damned tent Round  and  round and  round again  e didn’t know if e  could ever be this vain Names didn’t matter here, neither did faces  so theirs couldn’t ether  no body ever fit right  and e couldn’t fight  that trapped way of feeling  but e didn’t have the time for healing  so what did it matter that no face could flatter  that this one was worse  e would never be free of this curse But e didn’t want to become an it.. “Now is not the time for a fit!” e was busy… busy… With what again? Round  and  round  and  round  she goes she hates   the ringmaster, keeps her on her toes  Round  and  round  and  round  and round  hoping, praying someday  she’ll be found  by what she did not know  maybe that old lady who stayed  after the show  she would ask “are you alright” and she could reply “I’m not sure miss, but thanks for asking, you’re quite kind, and I don’t mean to bore” so why had it mattered her self so splattered  that feeling so lost  when by the master she was tossed  was calling emself “she” truly right? “now, don’t put up too much of a fight” e was just lost… lost lost where though? Round  and round  and  round  he rode  wondering to how she changed mode  Round  and round  and round  he spun  knowing that he should be having fun  he’d be in trouble, for  his fear, and his cadence  he’d be  called a bore He needed to prove himself  to them, that he was  a man. A man that could hold his own and under a carousel wouldn’t fold. it really did matter  his chest wasn’t flatter  it shouldn’t though  eir gender wasn’t at all eir foe  it was this body, all these traces… “Looks to me we need to change faces” e was perplexed  perplexed  perplexed why though…

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Good day Dear Viewers,

Welcome to the weekly talk show Monsters & Mommy Issues. This being our first week we have quite a treat for you, an essay on the Dragon Prince! Fully edited and never seen before. As well as a TMA fan poem and a look into your’s truly’s bizarre dreams. Strap in viewers because tonight is going to be fun!

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Hello Dear Viewers,

Welcome to Monsters And Mommy Issues, a text based talk show about fandoms. I’m your host Leafy, with you tonight, and most every night to entertain you. This is my first big tumblr project so please be patient if there are some…technical difficulties. This page was created as a cleaner version of my previous blog, but that one quickly became nonsense. This blog will have actual segments, and planed releases dates, and consistency! I hope you have as much fun as I will on this ride. Thank you for your viewership,

-Leafy