"When people don't understand my work, I don't feel like explaining" - Yoko Ono

I had a crazy dream where I was a combination of me and Shiloh Labeof and literally the government was after me because I broke their rules and the glass room me and a bunch of slave workers were in and I raced to the bottom of this big ass mansion tower into the secret basement playroom like Tarzan, swinging my myself from stair to stair, leaping into the next room to the next room to the next room. And then I woke up with the blanket not covering my naked butt. Wonderful chasing dream.

Can someone please dress my awkward shaped body.. then re-do my life rn, i’m seriously in a shit pit frfr


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