can you read my mind....
she can.... she can read my mind.... sometimes she finishes my sentences.... she even knew eye was going to show her ☥ before eye showed it to her.... and.... today.... when eye asked.... if she wanted to have wings.... because inxs says we all have wings.... she said.... yes.... but she would rather be able to breath under water.... have an aqua lung.... she did not say anything about the aqua lung.... eye added that part.... but she said she would rather breathe under water.... and.... that is exactly what eye was thinking.... well.... not exactly.... because eye was thinking.... it would be cool.... if we could do both....
so.... how does she do it.... how does she read my mind.... how does she finish my sentences.... it is because she is connected.... she is connected to the mother station.... because eye am a peeping tom for them.... AND.... eye send my thoughts to some place far far away.... to some far off destination.... and.... they are in my head.... yuck.... eye cannot show you big datas official music video for dangerous.... because it is grotesque.... and they are one group.... that does NOT sound as good live.... so.... back to the story.... they are all in my head.... the good guys.... AND.... the bad guys.... so.... the question.... the ten billion dollar question.... is.... which ones does she work for.... the good guys.... OR.... the bad guys....
well.... one thing is for sure.... eye will trust nobody.... eye do not have that luxury right now....
and.... eye am pretty sure.... that she works for the bad guys.... because.... when my blood sugar was out of control.... she taunted me.... not with candy.... but.... with cookies.... with FREE cookies.... she is not the candyman.... torturing me.... when eye want to lose weight.... no.... that was someone else.... no.... she IS the cookie monster.... torturing me.... when eye want to lower my blood sugar.... 😄
see.... now today eye am confused.... because eye would swear that she helped me out today.... is she just like me.... just as fickle as a feather.... blowing in the wind.... or.... cruising down a stream.... is she hot and cold to.... eye could never imagine this young lady angry.... so.... she might be fickle.... just like me.... but she might not be hot and cold.... unlike me....