Life Was Real. Vital. Urgent. Important

Fuck my stupid life. Let’s all die right now

I’ve been in such a good mood recently, I can tell it’s frightening the people around me

It’s selvedge look it up

Drew the most abominable spider-cat chimera on a napkin at work and my coworker got it tattooed on her leg. Fully traced it and everything. I tried to talk her out of it

I don’t think I can properly hate anything, or anyone. It feels so unnatural, like stepping outside myself into a fire that doesn’t belong to me, where my shadow is the only thing its light casts. Maybe that’s just the nature of it

I’ve always felt like something someday will hit me like a bolt of lightning and everything will change for me, but that’s already happened, happened many times, and everything did change, and everything keeps changing, but it never changes enough, not yet at least

Cemetery visit

Getting accused of being on steroids when you aren’t even that big feels like stolen valor

Daylight savings hit and it’s like immediately the entire world turned into a dark evil fortress with green slime oozing out of the walls

I need you in my dark agony