For ye suffer fools gladly, seeing ye yourselves are wise, abandon all hope.
"I am not desperate, just peevish and unhappy. I have a feeling, as if the tongue disappeared from the mouth. Since two days, i haven't uttered a word.
Only during sleep, i talk the whole night, says the mother.
I want to be a writer, but how is that even possible, without lust for people?"
This session was recorded in the early morning hours of a random day on radio.tripsit.me. can't remember shit, so be sure to prepare with caution.
Shoutouts to:
Scritch, lupus, Sqwonk, Ling, ANewReality, Blazed, Rubote, User54, Ninjakatten, aibo, AgentThom, Hirsch, Yeah (wherever you are, i hope it's nice there!) and whoever i forgot.
You are the best.
Sincerly yours,
a possible monkey turned opossum.
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