I'm going to sick the sickest parts of my mind after you.
Mental illness in a mutt is rabbies.
Having the same ending,
recovery or death.
To me, there's no difference.
Ever been hit by a truck?
No?
Okay that's great.
You're currently being attacked by a mutt with a mental illness.
Rabid dogs and getting hit by trucks aren't that different to me.
I know, because I made him.
He grew teeth when I gave up.
He got his bark from scraped knees.
Every hair on that animal's body has a story.
Are you currently being attacked by a dog?
Yes?
Okay, great.
Now I want you to figure out what's really attacking you,
Give that dog a name.
Jul 19, 2014
Jul 19, 2014 at 12:17 AM UTC
I'm going to sick the sickest parts of my mind after you.
Mental illness in a mutt is rabbies.
Having the same ending,
recovery or death.
To me, there's no difference.
Ever been hit by a truck?
No?
Okay that's great.
You're currently being attacked by a mutt with a mental illness.
Rabid dogs and getting hit by trucks aren't that different to me.
I know, because I made him.
He grew teeth when I gave up.
He got his bark from scraped knees.
Every hair on that animal's body has a story.
Are you currently being attacked by a dog?
Yes?
Okay, great.
Now I want you to figure out what's really attacking you,
Give that dog a name.
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