Today, I got lost in the big forest. It was big. Loud. Scary. People looked at me and shouted. I just stared and said hello. "Hello." "Goodbye." That was all I said. It was very, very tough for me.
Making me go and get food from others is scary. It makes Jojo very upset. very, very upset. Angry. Hmpff...whatever. I wasn't scared. I miss muffin.
They just look at Jojo, wanting things. I give them plastic rectangles and they nod like it's okay. Okay, I say. And I put my rectangle back in my pockets, to protect it from other monkeys that want my rectangle. Is it safe? I dunno, but I just keep going. I just keep going. Jojo is strong.
Goodbye.
About Me
- Jojo - is angry.
- This is me, Jojo. I'm with my protection. Loud. Sometimes Jojo has very, very deep thoughts. Sometimes not. Sometimes those thoughts turn into screams. Sometimes the screams become laughs. Sometimes the screams do not become laughs. What else could be said about all of humanity?
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Jojo. I missed you, too. But, don't let that get to your head - it's already big enough as it is.
I miss you. If you want me to kiss your wounds, I will. But, only this one time.
*Kiss*
Thank you Muffin. Your kisses feel good, always. always.
Clean.
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