One Sweet Death
I dreamed I was being chased by a tiger out of my parents house, getting to the road to be treated by a talking pile of ice cream. Then the ice cream (sherbet) tells me to “get inside of it (the sherbet) because there’s no way I can outrun a tiger but if I’m inside the tiger will still eat me but I won’t feel pain. So I do. Then I watch the tiger eat me along with the sherbet.
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