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- stream of concious writing coming through.
- >Be you.
- >December 2020
- >you've kind of wanted to die since april.
- >y'know...
- >because of the thing.
- >You work retail so that makes it worse.
- >quietly sit alone in apatment.
- >stare at ceiling
- >don't remember last time you saw someone not family or a coworker
- >fuckit.jpeg
- >make a phone call.
- >say a few codewords to the dude on the line
- >get "Him" talking to you
- >Tell him you need a fucking break and something new.
- >He tells you to meet him at the abandoned bowling alley in two hours.
- >spend the next hour pacing before grabbing your coat, mask, and keys.
- >drive across town.
- >He's waiting for you.
- >haven't been in the bowling alley since it got raided.
- >it's had it's grand re-opening twice since then
- >he leads you into the back.
- >Graffiti is everywhere.
- >rotted stuff toys
- >empty water bowls.
- >he hands you a small pill container.
- >tells you it's "The New formula"
- >What are they calling it?
- >GRFN
- >open container, joints.
- >wat.png
- >tells you it "runs through the system faster" when inhaled.
- >make a comment about being worried about lung disease
- >he tells you to stop being a bitch before tossing you a zippo with a yin-yang symbol on it.
- >Sit down on a moldy couch.
- >light up.
- >inhale.
- >never done weed or anything like that, don't know if you're doing it right.
- >hold it in for a few seconds
- >cough out a slightly pink-ish smoke
- >concern.
- >repeat the process until it's easier.
- >melt into couch.
- >metaphorically.
- >I know what thread I'm writing for.
- >you look up at the dealer and go "how do I know it's work...oh."
- >full blown
- >all over
- >body itch.
- >thanksIhateit.jpg
- >realise you've basically inhaled the whole blunt
- >the melted feeling turns into a weird "rebuilding" feeling as you look at your hands, blending together and reshaping."
- >shoulder blades are screaming at you
- >thought this shit would make you sleep through the change
- >Scream at dealer.
- >The noise that comes out of your mouth is something mixed between a loud, ugly, orgasm, and the sound equivalent to a dog having it's leg stepped on
- >pretty sure your legs ripped your pants to shreds
- >yell at dealer to "fucking do something!" in a voice that grows increasingly feminine as your swollen body parts shrink, ripped clothes becoming baggier than you're used to as you roll on the couch.
- >pretty sure your dick is gone.
- >accidentally throw yourself off the couch.
- >hit the back of your head
- You are dreaming.
- Calm.
- Your dancing with a cute pony to a very lively recording of swing music playing out of a record player.
- Your wings flap with the rhythm a bit every now and again.
- She smiles at you.
- You smile are her.
- You kiss each other on the dance floor.
- >You Wake up
- >the dealer is a man of culture and has you loosely bundled up in a soft blanket.
- >slowly push yourself up.
- >Claws.
- >paws.
- >long tail.
- >This is your brain on GRFN
- >Dealer notices your awake
- >helps you off the couch
- >walks along side with you to a mirror propped against a wall in another room.
- >You look like some mix between a Snow Oil and a Persian cat.
- >kinda nice.
- >Dealer picks you up.
- >carries you back to room with couch
- >you both chill there for hours.
- >third dude brings burger king
- >chill with fries.
- >sleep over at bowling alley
- >for the first time in forever sleep without an ounce of depression or existential fear.
- >wake up next day as your old self
- >shake hands with dealer while saying thank you.
- >agree to another meeting
- >go home
- >watch pony show.
- >for first time in a very long time
- >All is right with the world.
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