Turn and Face the Strange

>be me

>13 years old in a psych ward for the first time

>my bathroom is shitty and small but the only place in my room where i have any privacy

>try to calm myself down post-anxiety attack by hiding in the bathroom

>curl up underneath the sink

>slowly calm down after anxiety attack

>remember that earlier i caught a glimpse of some scribbles and drawings underneath the sink

>wonder what it looks like

>turn around to see

>its “HoNk” “:0)” “hOnKhOnKhOnK” “mOtHeRfUcKeR” “:0) :0) :0)” written in purple crayola marker

A PASADISE OF SWEET TEATS

and this is reportedly the sole oompa loompa at the event

the sound:

and then one day we were having dinner and I was like. hey. are you not chewing your fucking food

and then I met his family. and they all just unhinge their jaws like snakes. horking shit down like wide-eyed seagulls at the beach