Hey guys. I'm Jerry. I'm Sierra. We're ladies. And we tangent. This is what happens when I get up to her early. I genuinely feel like a pilot and I'm just gonna lean into it. Okay. Okay. Well, we're we're passengers. Yeah. Oh,

buckle up. It's gonna be a bumpy ride. It's old. We haven't even taken care of it yet. But it sounds like we have. Cheers. Cheers. That's one of my favorite things to do.

Do you have me? Sephonia. I don't think so, but unless that also includes the sounds of people chewing. Yeah, it does. It does. Yeah. Yeah. Okay. Well, I don't think it's like a blanket. Like everybody.

It's specific people that I know that's exactly how Jerry is. Yes. Yes. I hate it. It's just a pair of mouth. It's like an echo chamber. I'm like, how are you making the food louder inside of your mouth?

And if you would just open your mouth and ate it. This is so bizarre to be. I sort of got this conversation. We've already had like to the exact words. Yeah. This is not helping my beliefs that I'm already dead.

None of us is real. Yeah. I think I'm dead. I people walk into me all the time. I do like a hundred percent. I don't look at me. Like I think I'm a I'm a ghost.

Yep. You're like, so nobody can see me. Great. Cool. That's really like I already feel insecure. Great. Thank you. The worst part too is like we were together a couple of years ago.

And Sabrina was going off of like a few months of people constantly ignoring her or like running into her with her skateboards just constantly being pummeled.

And we're together in New York City. And she goes up. We're like in CVS looking for batteries or something. And she asks. And the woman at the front just stares at her and then looks away.

It's really like see I'm invisible. And I was like, no, you're not invisible. People are actively choosing to ignore you.

We did worse. Let's just say which one is worse. If I did or it just means I'm not going to be dead.

Yeah. Just like a conscious, consciously ignored.

Wow. We had a TikTok where we talked about thinking that we're dead and that we're just like projecting the other person to help us process our own trauma.

Oh no. I have not in my stomach. My heart.

So sorry. I was so sorry.

And so people were commenting on it being like, why is she talking to herself on that couch? I'm like, do not.

I'm like, please. Well, because that's like my biggest fear is not being able to trust my own memory.

Me too, I'm in reality. Yeah, yeah.

My reality. Yeah. It's like, am I just in a coma somewhere and this is all made up in my head and then I'm going to wake up and none of it was real.

I don't know.

Are we Sims characters and someone else is like playing a game and making us do these things? And it's not even our own choice.

We had two people make us in the Sims. Yeah. So we could be technically so.

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