Me, myself, i and Her.

They say when facing a problem more heads put together is better than one. Then again, too many cooks spoil a broth, no? When i tell her that she's either busy too putting words in my head to listen, sleeping, being oddly disconnected, talking too fast, thinking too much, crying, screaming, trying to recall small dimunitive details, conspiring a scheme to distant me,from everyday things and people talking about strangers around me, creating a malady in hopes it manifests as a plague, scaring me..really scaaring me.

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[wkhai]

bri with one long string of incoherent words...

really scaaring me

[brandy]

sohai