May. 8th, 2008

Feathers!

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Everyone is sooooo nice! They all ask...about my fish. I feed them...kohgh all the time. Nix went away. HsssssI can't show him m-m-my feathers. All the feathers...like the eye-eyelashes of...the sun.

P-People are so...p-p-p-p-p-peculiar. One man fornicates...with chickens. One woman eatsss all the food. Everyone thinks keh...keh keh that fish fly. They don't have wings. Besides, my window's....closed!

Does...anyone like music?