Flaking

My brain is rotting.

Flaking off and ruining the soup.

What soup, you ask?

I haven’t a clue.

See?

Brain rot.

I’m off to stop the putrefaction before it is too late.

How?

No idea.

Oh, how the brain molds!

Until tomorrow…

Chloe

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