...It's not schizophrenia...
And yes, her name was Emily, she was blonde-haired, blue eyes, and wore a corduroy jumper.
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...It's not schizophrenia...
And yes, her name was Emily, she was blonde-haired, blue eyes, and wore a corduroy jumper.
I didn't, I couldn't imagine something as intense as a whole imaginary person 24/7.
Not 24/7 in most cases, just when you're not playing with other people, like a lazy cloudy kind of Thursday right after school kind of thing.
Yeah I remember I had a hard time imaginary friends 24/7. But I also remember being inspired by Calvin and Hobbes. If I only could've smoked some bud during those days!
Yeah I have one right now, we share the same body.
My imaginary friend was a purple monkey named Jardey. He stuck around until I was about ten then fled for greener pastures. Sometimes, when I'm smoking some dank all by my lonesome, I wish Jardey would stop by and say hello.
I have an imaginary friend... he calls himself Tyler Durden. We started a club but the first rule is you don't talk about it.
My alter ego is always fighting to keep me alive in these lonley days, sometimes I think the dudes pozesed with some sort of affiliation with chaos.
thats going into my sig. hah. :DQuote:
Originally Posted by GreenLadyOfDankDowns