I want fish.

Yes, I'm aware that thanks to the tubes in my arm, I don't need to eat.

But I'm craving fish regardless.

A big juicy fish.

I don't even like fish that much, but I guess being suspended in liquid might be the cause.

Is this what they call "wearing someone else's shoes?"

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"FUCK I'M GOING INSANE!" I roared. Or at least, I tried to roar. The anesthetic meant that I couldn't actually move my mouth, so maybe a few extra bubbles came out. Other then that, nothing much really happened.

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I really am bored.

"I wonder what Michael's doing." I asked myself. As usual, nothing really happened, save for a couple of bubbles.

I'm not quite sure why I wrote this...ah well.

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Daemon