Knocked over by a feather
I stare off into space constantly these days, and I’m not even stoned.
I am what you would call functionally depressed. I don’t stay in bed all day, although the thought has crossed my mind. 346 more words
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This is it. The concluding chapter. The final phase of this fantastic tale Hopefully Not a Waste in Space. This is where our hero’s outcome and the outcome of her heroic journey are finally unveiled. 961 more words
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