Here's the thing. I write stories in my head. All the time. It's not like I can turn it off. I just do. I compose stories, write out dialogues. I need dolls around me so I can have a point to throw the dialogues to. Without dolls, I'll go crazy. I'll hear the voices in my head, and I won't be able to tell which one's mine and which one's made up.
As a sample to my madness, here's a clip of me going to a BEAR FARM (more of a museum, actually) alone because my friends won't go with me. Guess what I did in the Bear Farm. That's right. I talked to the Teddy Bears on display. ALONE.
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