This is a page in a book in my hands under my pen that I am writing in with words that I make using the goo inside the pen that came form the veins of a person who wasn't a person any more that I found in the dirt that I hit with a shovel that I got to keep that I used to hit a warden who was guiding a camp that was going the wrong way that got shut down but kept running later.
The shovel is mine and I have it now and it is not a shovel I will give up because it is a shiny shovel and while it is not as sharp as my knives I have a fascination with shovels because you can dig things with them like people who have been planted in the ground and are trying to grown like flowers except flowers don't say help me help me help me and I helped them why did I only kill half of them still trying to figure that out.
I was trying to figure something out but today hasn't been the best day so instead I'm playing wit this shovel that I hold before me shovel shovel in my hands shovel shovel with copper bands shovel shovel I love you so.
WHO SENT ME THE UNIDENTIFIABLE ORGAN? IT DOESN'T FIT IN MY HEAD. I TRIED AND NOW MY SKULL SOUNDS LIKE DANGLING ORGAN.
I'm going to go now because I know I have things to do and I need to do them otherwise I'll never figure out that thing I was going to try and thing figure out with my mind to connect what needs to be connected and this organ is kind of floppy.
This isn't my best day.
The shovel is mine and I have it now and it is not a shovel I will give up because it is a shiny shovel and while it is not as sharp as my knives I have a fascination with shovels because you can dig things with them like people who have been planted in the ground and are trying to grown like flowers except flowers don't say help me help me help me and I helped them why did I only kill half of them still trying to figure that out.
I was trying to figure something out but today hasn't been the best day so instead I'm playing wit this shovel that I hold before me shovel shovel in my hands shovel shovel with copper bands shovel shovel I love you so.
WHO SENT ME THE UNIDENTIFIABLE ORGAN? IT DOESN'T FIT IN MY HEAD. I TRIED AND NOW MY SKULL SOUNDS LIKE DANGLING ORGAN.
I'm going to go now because I know I have things to do and I need to do them otherwise I'll never figure out that thing I was going to try and thing figure out with my mind to connect what needs to be connected and this organ is kind of floppy.
This isn't my best day.
