so, what now.

i love how most of my crazy thoughts come out when I type. heres a preview of a bunch.

They came the day of the storm with baskets of flowers and dozens of gifts. They all said their goodbyes and dissapered into the dark night.

how dare they take away my carrots! that's all i've had to eat all year. And they take away my carrots, what ashame. now i'm going to die. Going to die without those carrots of mine. Oh those lovely orange carrots. Those juicy orange carrots that filled my stomach so. Well, I guess they'll know never to take anyone else's carrots away after they find me dead.

I don't like my veggies with pea's and beans. I don't like my pea's and beans with veggies.
Thats too doctor suess shit. Dx

Anyhow, its like a field of dasies in an ice cold dream, covered with blankets, thousands and thousands of blankets. Light and heavy blankets. Pink and blue blankets. Purple and green blankets. My oh my. Whatever will I do with all these blankets?

Theres snow on the ground underneath a pale grey sky. Gloomy grey sky. Bare trees, dog tracks. Make it go away.

Lock and loaded, loaded and locked. this mind has got me running insane with all these ideas