Saturday

I am sick of laying in bed all day and taking drugs. 
I can't believe some people do this for fun.
I keep having dreams that my wisdom teeth grow back and I have to get them out
again, and again, and again. 
I want to eat solid foods and be able to think consciously.
And go out with my friends and look pretty. 
It does make me feel rather lucky though.
-R

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