Someone I don't like was in my dream, and in my dream his name was sunflower (and I didn't question this), and so I tried to ragebait him by asking, "Were your parents really into the seed or the flower?" and in my mind that was a monumental diss and sunflower seeds were a completely separate phenomenon from the sunflower
Monday, 19 January 2026
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