fantasy.

isn't it great?

i love fantasying.
it't fun, i guess that is why i have lots and lots of imaginary friends.
i don't know, err... about thirteen? fourteen?or thirty?
yeah, about that much.

i love them, so much!
but of course i choose to be friends with real friends, ad real humans, instead of friends with them.
but, for sure, they always give me, umm, ADVICES.

even sometimes real humans make me sick.
and my imaginary ones never.
that's because i made them, i met them, and i took them

i even always sleep with them (hehehe, scary huh?)
i am not afraid, they protect me, and we always pray together.
uh, it's just stupid, too stupid.