Hallucinations, you say?

I think I saw what I can only describe as a "blonde clone of her" today.

Sanity is down to 90, where's my green beam?

Have you ever herped so hard...

...that you derped?

I have. Every day.

When I think about her, I might as well go "hurr durr" because it would at least be amusing on some level.

This, however, is fun for nobody.

Fucking depression, how does it work?