My cat shit out a ghoul

It was at night. I looked at the card table and practically all of the Beanie Babies had been mislabeled. They were either too cheap or too expensive, and not one price, not one, was accurate. I scolded my cat for shitting out such a thing, and when my cat looked at me, I knew that doom was basically everywhere now. Right through the comforter and onto the sheets; doom. To this day, I still cannot bear thinking about mostly anything, such was the weight of that dread experience.

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Originally uploaded on August 22, 2014

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