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My skeleton just crawled out and left me. It was quite a painful morning constitution and just as I was thinking I need to eat more fibre with my amphetamines it just dropped out. It climbed out of the bowl and walked out, taking my new hat and telling me to sort myself out. Now I’m just a spongy heap, a bag of blood with a pump in it. I’m typing this with my tongue. I take my phone into the toilet. Don’t judge me. If you see a skeleton with a hat could you please tell it that I am sorry and to come home. I just can’t stand being without it.