๐ท๐๐๐๐๐๐ โฟ (![]() ![]() @ 2020-01-06 12:27:00 |
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Entry tags: | blossom, elsa of arendelle |
So, I'm starting to get used to my dreams, how there's no real continuity in them, no movement of time, I'm still around five and it feels like these events can't possibly all happen within a year. I just need to let that go and accept them all as small incidents and not some developing story like so many others seem to have.
This time, my sisters stuffed octopus started talking to her, and that's not too weird. Bubbles is the type that talks to anyone and she does have imaginary friends (we're five, of course she does). But it turned out to be one of our enemies, HIM, and Bubbles was manipulated into fighting us. Naturally, we stopped HIM and Bubbles got to beat HIM up since HE used Octi to hurt her.
And then I shot lightning bolts and fried my apartments electrics. Fun mornings all around!
Anyone know an electrician who won't ask too many questions about weird burn marks?