Another Spaced Out Place

I’m not alone here inside my head because I have thoughts that belong to someone and they are sharing the space between my ears. It’s cramped in here sometimes and when my eyes are closed I feel like I’m in a prison cell but I’ve been to an actual prison and it wasn’t so bad, I made it out and I’m alive, I do feel like I’m on a distant planet from the earth that I know sometimes but I imagine I have a rocketship and I take off for the earth that I remember, from my childhood, that safe one, I get lost, though, occasionally, I have to stop somewhere and get directions, the aliens are so friendly, I once thought that they ate me and then in digestion I became them but I guess that’s just a fantasy, I like this place, it’s roomy, there’s lots to eat in the trash cans around here.

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