NEVERMORE
Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered weak and weary, Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore, While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping, As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door.
NEVERMORE
Caitlin. 24. Occupation: figuring it out. Currently writing a novel. Owns a cat and three dogs.
911: This is 9-1-1. What's your emergency?
Me: hELP. RUNAWAY DIALOGUE.
911: what.
Me: I CANT STOP THIS CONVERSATION. IT KEEPS GOING.
911: ...
Me: Omg I thought I knew where I was going but it's a lie I DONT ITS A LIE.
911: please stop calling.
Me: THEY KEEP ARGUING. IDK WHAT TO DO.
911: -disconnects-
Me: I am lost.

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