Them: "how long have you been in this switchy mood??"
Me: "how did you know I was switchy??"
Them: "oh there were signs..."
The signs:
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Them: "how long have you been in this switchy mood??"
Me: "how did you know I was switchy??"
Them: "oh there were signs..."
The signs:
Listen, there's nothing better then the feeling of being totally under, like totally lost in the daze of trance and hearing something that flips back in a moment of pure "oh really?" that makes whoever you're switching with have to double take before you absolutely hypnotically ruin them with the viciousness of a horror movie villain coming back for the 100th time.
Just me? 😅
You cling desperately to what made you You, or you grab hold of what makes them Them. You fade into the fog, into the vacuum, into the smeared oil painting of memory, and back out again.
being around people that make you consider switching sides of the pockewatch be like:
lol I’m in such a dom mood right now and I’m gonna go insane