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Do you know the feeling when you see an illusion in the corner of your eye?
Since some weeks, every shadow, every mirror, every shape becomes the fat red form of Bork. When I put focus on where I've seen him he disappears and all I see is clothing piles and ingrain wallpaper. Then I look away, and suddenly, his big, dumb eyes are staring at me again.
I see him every-fucking-where. In my closet, in my toilet, in my window, in my bed, in my pillow, in my shed, and even my mother turns into a giant red nose.
Bork is ruining my life. I am constantly aware of noses watching me and then not, and I feel dumb for letting myself be fooled by a trick of light.
Or is it my mind? Does my mind want to tell me something? I am already waiting for the moment Bork will appear in my wet dreams, which is certain to happen. I fear that day.
Imagine you had a fat red sicko watching you masturbate and menstruate, collecting your used panties and squeezing your pimples. My imaginary friends are asking what is happening to me when I turn my head only to not discover him and I tell them it's nothing, it's just a trick of mind, maybe I'm going mental.
Tell me, /b/, do I need to see the shrink? I am hesitant to do so. He'd laugh at me and my wet dreams and behind me, Bork would laugh at me fearing giant but gentle Bork, and the next day, I'd wake up to giant but gentle Bork'd Shlong impregnating me.
I can't imagine my vagina to be able to stretch wide enough for his not-so-little Shlong babies to crawl out, therefore they'd rip through my belly and it would HURT and Bork and his horrible offspring would laugh at me while I am bleeding to death and please help me /b/ I can't bear it anymore I'm going mad help me HELP MEEEEEE
