This is just a little story I had brewing in that fucked up thing I call my
brain, I think this will be rather funny but then again you may not (please
like it!!!) ok I own nothing so umm yep here we go!
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Johnny sat with his legs crossed in the cramped little office of DR. Cranford.
DR. C- so Johnny are you having trouble sleeping?
Johnny- yeah and when I do sleep I have fucked up dreams.
DR. C- ah and what are these dreams about?
Johnny- you really don't want to go there.
DR.C - well Johnny I think part of your problem is that you're not sleeping, it messes your whole system up and can also play a good role in your depression. I want you to take this down to the front desk and have them call in the prescription.
Johnny- for what dare I ask.
DR.C- sleeping pills, I want you to take them for a week and if they don't work you don't have to take them but if they do, it might be something worth looking into.
Johnny sat at the end of his queen-sized bed, he had only used it once, that he could remember. He stared down at the full bottle of pills. "Here goes nothing," he said popping one into his mouth. Soon his eyes grew heavy and a distant familiar feeling overcame his body, he relaxed and soon fell asleep.
Johnny woke up very rested, he stretched out his long arms and blinked his eyes, and he felt better than he ever had. He looked around the room as a dart of panic rose into him. "Where the hell am I?" he said aloud. It took him several minutes to realize he was in a completely different room but he was still at home, something was defiantly strange.
~~~SO HOW DO U LIKE SOFAR? TELL ME HOW U LIKE K?!!!~~~
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Johnny sat with his legs crossed in the cramped little office of DR. Cranford.
DR. C- so Johnny are you having trouble sleeping?
Johnny- yeah and when I do sleep I have fucked up dreams.
DR. C- ah and what are these dreams about?
Johnny- you really don't want to go there.
DR.C - well Johnny I think part of your problem is that you're not sleeping, it messes your whole system up and can also play a good role in your depression. I want you to take this down to the front desk and have them call in the prescription.
Johnny- for what dare I ask.
DR.C- sleeping pills, I want you to take them for a week and if they don't work you don't have to take them but if they do, it might be something worth looking into.
Johnny sat at the end of his queen-sized bed, he had only used it once, that he could remember. He stared down at the full bottle of pills. "Here goes nothing," he said popping one into his mouth. Soon his eyes grew heavy and a distant familiar feeling overcame his body, he relaxed and soon fell asleep.
Johnny woke up very rested, he stretched out his long arms and blinked his eyes, and he felt better than he ever had. He looked around the room as a dart of panic rose into him. "Where the hell am I?" he said aloud. It took him several minutes to realize he was in a completely different room but he was still at home, something was defiantly strange.
~~~SO HOW DO U LIKE SOFAR? TELL ME HOW U LIKE K?!!!~~~