this is the extent of the desperate:
a few days ago, a good friend convinced me to eat a pig. I wouldn't usually kill anything but he started spouting off some intellectual bullshit that, in restrospect, didn't make much sense and was really only a demand to which I submitted.
my stomach has been tearing me up since then and I had a vivid dream of my intestines being transplanted into young children who would mutate into pigs because I couldn't hold my ground and I know that can't really happen but I still feel sick and completely exhausted, rolling around in my bed.
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whoa. don't ever eat pig again.. :| hope you get better <3
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never again, and thank you
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aww, dude. That is terrible. ...I hope you feel better soon, I can only imagine how bad you feel...
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thank you dear
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are you a vegetarian?
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yes, four years
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damn. i'm sorry.
(about your sickness,
although i could make an argument for your vegetarianism,
but that would be bitchy )
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haha, truth is I enjoy those arguments. feel free to set one off whenever you please.
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