synthesis
i just looked down at my floor and realized that i feel exacly like this thing.

what in HELL, you may ask, IS that thing?
it used to be vaguely squirrel-like, until the dog tore it apart, spread the stuffing over the entire house, chewed on it for several more weeks, turned it inside out, and abandoned it on the floor for me to trip over.
i am the remains of a dog toy. and an ugly one, at that.
1 Comments:
Don't start blaming you falling down all the time on the dog now.
You've been falling quite spectacularly on your own for a while now!
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