I lived in their head once... had to pay no rent, felt like home. Very cozy and warm. Now they kicked me out and I am homeless. I don't live in their head anymore. They forgot abt me. I'm alone. I'm cold.
Now I live in someone else's head. I don't really like it. Their head doesn't think of me way I was thought of in my former home. I don't want to be in this head. But I can't escape unless they forget abt me. And I can't wait until they do.
Crazy that I want to be forgotten by someone... who wants to be forgotten? But living in this head rent-free scares me. It's very cold in this head. Arid. Their thoughts of me hurt me. There's nothing for me here. I miss the old head. I loved being in their head.
Not this way. I don't like being in this head. Forget me pls.
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