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Love Song [Nov. 24th, 2016|10:11 am]
Phrembah (a potato-like mystery)
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I want to hold you
And have you
And belong to you,
You dumb shit.
I want to be yours.
. . .

It's weird.  It's all weird, hey.  Whaddya gonna do?  But what's rilly weird is I don't listen to the radio in bed anymore.  I didn't realize it, but aside from the weird dreams you have inspired by what you heard on the radio, the radio was keeping me from dreaming regular brownian-noise-inspired random-ass dreams.  So now I have these (seemingly) long drawn out dreams, each of which is an adventure or a situation or even a life story.  When the dream is over, it's like I have arrived somewhere or gotten off of an ammusement park ride.  The trip, whatever it was, is over, time to get off.  When the ride is over, I'm awake and can't go back to sleep.  We're done.  Weird.