Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26563820-20171015015838/@comment-27661770-20171016212303

Jimmy stalkked off quite far, until he hit a trestle bridge with some train tracks. Where was this? Hell if he knew.

Now, to think about life. Soobviously he must have been tripping on ALL THE DRUGS, right? That would explain why nothing felt real: because his mind was making it up. Right?

...right?