My conscious and subconscious are always battling each other. Once, my sister needed stitches and I wanted to stay in the room and watch them do it. Once they cleared away the blood, you could see her skull...consciously I was thinking "Damn...that's kinda cool" but subconsciously I guess I was thinking "Fuuuuuuuuckkk"...
All of the sudden I noticed I felt like I needed to puke and I blew chunks all over the place.
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Confusion will be my epitaph...
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