last night i dreamt that i was watching Peter Pan at the drive-in and i cut my hands off at the wrists. it was sort of calming in a way, i'm not sure why... it pissed me off when i started thinking about it later, though. how the hell did i cut off the second hand? the first one, i used my left hand and detached the right, but then how did i separate the left? i guess i'm just that talented, or else my dreams are just that inaccurite... mayhaps both. i haven't watched Peter Pan in a long time... maybe i'll rent it. not bloody likely. fuck disney.

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Music:art room mix...