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I just finished watching The Ring for the second time. It's now 1:46am. I can't sleep like this. Why did I watch this movie? I knew it would fuck me up for sleeping. It fucked me up the first time. I don't handle evil imagery well. Slasher movies, any time. Love 'em. But evil imagery I just don't handle well.

I need to play more Kingdom Hearts and wipe this from my mind. Or, better yet-- I'll read more of Song of Susannah.

Save me, Roland of Gilead. Whip out your gunslinger's guns and save me from the evil little girl in the television.

Oh my god. I have a television staring right at my bed. Fuck!

Don't think about it. Don't think about it.

Goodnight.

**revelation**

I just realized that Shikamaru of Naruto (see "the brain" pic in this post's icon) looks exactly like a kid version of Kimbly from Fullmetal Alchemist.

Oh my god. My favorite brainy lazy babyninja grows up to be an evil psychotic mercenary who blows people up and slaughters innocent villagers for fun!

It's a sick sad world.