Will be found for us both in tibetan buddhism, when we revisit this area together, billy and I.

In this legend, billy is a buddha consort of mine who appears younger than me in this lifetime. He is a favourite dad I always lose before I turn 5. I am a witch and billy is my alien shape shifter son who can speak with me through God and we understand each other perfection of serenity each time we live together. God has tried to reassure me that Billy's pain in his teeth is not that bad. I truly have trouble believing it when I look in his mouth. He is a fucking martyr: of the teeth, my most hated pain for myself!