Heeeey! (she reaches out her arms to hug me)
Could you step back please?
Why?
Because you’re dirty and you smell.
That’s not nice.
Why are you here?
I like it here.
Why?
It feels comfy.
But I don’t want you here. This is not your place. You don’t belong.
But it’s comfy.
I don’t care how comfortable you feel here. You are not welcome. You're trespassing.
You’re not being nice to me.
Are those your dogs?
Yes, don’t you like them?
No, they are mangy and unkempt, like you. Why can’t your dogs look like mine? They’re cute and pristine.
My dogs keep me company. We may not be well taken care of (or “cute and pristine”) but we are always there for each other.
Can you be there for each other somewhere else?
Why can’t we be here?
Why do you keep coming back? What is it that you need or want?
I want to be taken care of like you take care of your dogs. I want to be cute and pristine too.
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Hello. I have not been by in a while, but enjoyed reading your most recent posts. The cooking looks great and interesting stuff on the dreams.
Take care:)
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