Voices, voices, voices. I hear voices.
A friend from Texas sent me this:
Is he trying to tell me something about himself, or is he trying to help me? Hmmm.
Posted on June 7, 2012, in My own little world and tagged voices. Bookmark the permalink. 7 Comments.
Don’t worry about that Russ! Just don’t forget to keep wearing your aluminum foil hat ok?
As long as they are not telling you to clean your guns and fill up the gas cans I think everything is going to be OK. Got ANTHRAX? Try to behave and keep up the good fight. PS: Schiztsopharia means never having to be lonely. Thanks for a thought provoking post. Signed; WICKED WALDO
Hmmmmm!
Who stole the voice in my head and used it to make that poster!?
Don’t worry about it, Russell; just go down to the bottom of the garden and have a chat to the fairies.
I just hope the fairies are still there! They’ve been stealing away to the beach lately. lol
strange but funny! i live in the country of joan d’arc . i’m not afraid by the voices ! lol