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I don’t… remember… posting this…

Reminder to self not to post while a Spectre.

Fun Prospero Fact!

i cant stop hearing their screams

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Today, I enjoyed some tea alone.

Reminder to cherish the people you love, they make life all the sweeter.

I also got punched square in the fucking face.

Reminder to not hesitate to kill if it brings you further to your goals.

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Fun Prospero Fact!

i cant stop hearing their screams

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With everyone so concerned with the mystery of death, I find myself concerned with a much greater mystery…

What the hell is going on in the ocean?

All I know is that I wear a cool mask sometimes and when I tried to swim as a young child I fell and sprained my knee.

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Lately, I have been missing the strangeness of true living… the different brand of strangeness that comes with living.

Accidentally bumping into a stranger, laughing about your plans with your friends… I can’t recall any of these things happening, yet I just… know they did.

I try not to dwell on my intermittent state too much, but what can a shadow man do.

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Survival of the fittest, Annabel.

Some people simply do not have the capability to survival blunt force trauma onset by coconut.

Er- morning, everyone is.. Is mourn alright?

I saw- a lot of blood and some rather concerned looking wisps.. and....

a coconut-?

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Today, I find myself twiddling my thumbs in anticipation.

Anticipation for what, you may ask?

I’m not quite sure.

All I know is that I’m waiting for something to happen… because it’s surely not happening right now.

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// Indeed. We shall now fuse together into one four legged, four armed, two-headed creature and become Prospero V2.

On occasion, I do take my beauty naps after studying.

I always wake up with a headache.

Then, the next day, I will do the same.

The cycle continues.

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On occasion, I do take my beauty naps after studying.

I always wake up with a headache.

Then, the next day, I will do the same.

The cycle continues.

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It does hold weight, I guess, because everything I say turns out WRONG.

Allow me to get the wedding hall (my briefcase) ready, adorned with beautiful streamers (my clean socks) and full of beautiful food (crumbs from supper).

I saw two of my rats playing together.

It doesn’t hold any real meaning or weight, no.

I just thought to let everyone know.

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I saw two of my rats playing together.

It doesn’t hold any real meaning or weight, no.

I just thought to let everyone know.

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Friends

Not a inconsiderable amount of times, I have had people gift me mice. I do love mice, do not get me wrong; domestic, washed, kind, non-feral, clean mice. please stop giving me mice you find around, their filth (and oftentimes the filth of those giving the 'gift', cough) makes me squeamish and you KNOW i can't say no because despite how much i hate the filth they look to much like my rats and i simply have to take care of them

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The chat and tea sounds nice, but I would like to address something far greater.

WHY DO RANDOM PEOPLE I DO NOT KNOW ALWAYS ASSUME I ENJOY TEA. The fact that I do enjoy it is not the point; is there something about me? Do I perhaps hold my cups in a tea-liking fashion? Does my jacket have ‘tea-lover’ in big red text embroidered on the back where I cannot see it?

It’s never ‘care for some water’ or ‘care for a glass of wine’ whenever I am guests at someone’s home. Even when they ask others if they’d like any other refreshment, they ask me, SPECIFICALLY, ‘would you like tea?’ It makes me sick.

In summary, just because a man has the proverbial ‘sauce’ of a tea-drinker, DOES NOT MEAN YOU SHOULD ASSUME I’M A TEA DRINKER. EVEN IF I AM.

Is everyone either shy or asleep?

I am not getting many asks or responses, I suppose it is only fair.

This godforsaken app confuses me..

Although there is one person who seems to be tracking every post I make..

perhaps I will chat with Prospero about stalkers tonight over tea.

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Forgotten

Once every now and then, I tend to forget where I place my belongings. What sparce belongs I have I would like to keep, you see. So I will go on long winded hunts for objects, yet I will only find them whenever I stop looking. Is this a representation of the futility of this world? Is this a sign I should give up and allow death to come? No, it's just that I tend to place things on my nightstand and don't look there because it's 'too obvious'.