you now are manually blinking.
you now are fully aware of your tongue.
you now have an itch on your nose
you now have an itch in your ass
you now realise your jaw never rests comfortably on your skull

I now realize that you’re flammable

you now have an itch in your armpits
you now suddenly need to cough
you now are imagining the feeling of a p**is in your mouth and hate it
you now have and itch on your feet, that you can only get by taking off your shoes and socks

Actually I'm liking imagining the feel of a sinep in my mouth

I still know you’re flammable

Here's matches and gasoline. Make it quick.

Danke

Np

Too bad I'm just not breathing anymore

I have a cold... I've been cursed for the FORSEEABLE FUTURE with manual breathing.