my idea of time has been heavily distorted. what felt like 2 days has been 12 hours and i dont remember sleeping.
life to me is a completely fluid possibility of anything and nothing. and i mean that to its fullest extent. there could be a real life manbearpig that ate god and puked out a universe for all i know.
or its just what we see. i dont know. anything is possible.
every style of music i've gotten into as of late is considered dead. riddled with assholes and serious people who took the fun away. i want to be the person to zombifies it. make it walk the night and eat the brains of the assholes and the people who let it died and have them shut the fuck up.
i currently cant breathe out of my nose and everything smells like boogers.
the last 5 years of my life have been heavily echoing in my head. im not proud. i feel secretly embaressed as i try to not feel overwhelmingly stupid about some things i use to think were important. they should be lessons. on ways to in my own perspective. better myself.
i hate talking and acting in the idea of right or wrong, perfection and flaws. its hard to kick some old habits tho.
i feel hopeless and still laugh. to me thats how i should treat life and all its little tragedies. laugh at it. laugh at every problem and issue of myself and everyone else. even if its a weak sad pathetic laugh just laugh. smile. and try to move the fuck on.
i'll read any book that interests me within a day or two. if it's not neat i'll read till it feels like my eyes are bleeding which usually only takes an hour or two. which you know. could feel like half a day to me.
that's all.
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