Then you started telling me about this cat that lived in this old house that was really ugly, he was a horrible pinkish orange color and he was HUGE and he liked to eat all the other cats and sometimes people and I could see it in my head really clearly and then all of a sudden he was there all tangled in my legs and I was crushing it and it was mostly a carcass anyways so it was really easy to kill but it was still really scary but you were impressed.
Then we were at my old house and my mom and I were in the coat closet and I had this old photograph of an orchestra and everyone looked the same and it was in pieces and I was trying to match the pieces up. And she wanted me to write a letter to Angelina Jolie but I kept spelling her name wrong. And she wanted me to fill a plate full of chocolate that we had in the closet but every time I would get some to put on the plate I would just eat it and I felt really sick but I couldn't stop. And everyone was playing baseball in the living room and I went over there with my little plate of chocolate and you came over and picked me up and said, "this is my lady and I love her and she's the only lady for me." Than you carried me over to the closet and basically never mindddd those chocolates and that orchestra.
I don't understand, but it was interesting nonetheless.
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