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- You have to shower. You cannot shower. You are standing right in front of the shower. You want to shower. You cannot shower.

- The meeting begins. “Did everyone see the email?” There is a chorus of nodding heads. You nod, too. You think you may possibly have checked an email account before, on one single occasion, at some unknown time, probably in a past life.

- You are hungry. You have been hungry for three days now. The hunger has not spontaneously resolved itself. How inconvenient, you think. How rude.

- You depend on your planner/calendar. You loathe your planner/calendar. You can’t function without it. You live in constant fear of it. It’s an unhealthy relationship. You think you both should start seeing other people.

- There is a pile on your floor. It is a treasure trove, the Room of Requirement. It has everything. You look for something specific. It has nothing. There was never any pile.

- There’s been a change of plans, they say. You don’t understand. They repeat: “there’s been a change of plans.” You don’t understand. The mere suggestion causes a buzzing in your head that drowns out everything else. You don’t understand.

- You’re in class and you don’t understand the lecture. You look back at your past notes. You look at a calendar. You have not been to class in two weeks. You have no memory of this supposed time. Where did it go? Why did it leave?

and I’m griffin mcelroy, the emperor of piss

i’m your sweet baby brother griffin mcelroy and look how sticky my hands are

I’m your oldest brother, justin mcelroy

i’m naruto

im justin mcelroy jr

I’m your sweet ass brother griffin mcelroy

and I’m griffin, guys, what the FUCK is going on any more?

whats your name, little one? i think its Ghoul Rat Fin Mummy Rat

and i’m pimbles, the bread man

I’m your sweet baby brother, Tyler Tyler Tyler

I’m Hank “The Spank Tank” Jankerson

Uh, I’m griffin mcelroy, and I don’t have shit to do

I’m griffin mcelroy, i’m playing minecraft right now