08-08-2018, 11:01 PM
ROSEMARY ROUX
The ocelot carefully took hold of her present, afraid of accidentally breaking a shell or ripping Goldie's doodle. Without her noticing, her lips turned up in the barest hint of a smile as she read Goldie's note and imagined she could almost feel the sincerity in the girl's tone. Slipping on the pouch necklace, she murmured her thanks, "This will definitely be useful - I love all of the gifts, Goldie, and you'll become a great artist if you keep practicing!" She thinks she might need to hang up that little doodle in her treehouse, if she can get a picture frame for it.
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© MADI
I FEEL SO HUNGRY —
— Dear diary, I don't know what's going on, but something's up / The dog won't stop barking, and I think my TV is bust / Every channel is the same, it's sending me insane / And earlier somebody bit me, what a fucking day / The sky is falling / It's fucking boring / I'm going braindead, isolated / God is a shithead / And we're his rejects / Traumatized for breakfast / I can't stomach any more survival horror / Dear diary, I feel itchy like there's bugs under my skin / The dog's gone rabid (shut the fuck up) / Doing my head in —— WHAT THE HELL IS HAPPENING?