11-15-21
December 4, 2021•881 words
so... baked. because of course. there's nothing wrong with that. some people understand it on a different level than other things. this creates complications in life that can be very confusing in the time that they are happening. my... mind is on fire, my being is asleep .
rocking
rocking
rocking
oh boy
these brownies were a little too much, I cede. We didn't know what we had. I'm
rocking
rocking
rocking
scared
disillusioned
tired
very tired
vibrating
over time
analyzing that
i don't know what
i don't know what to do
"Maybe the high is not so good"
Mmmmmmmm
Maybe I agree
I mean look at her, she's asleep
this is just every day, and has been,
i'm tired
Want to crawl in a hole
not exist anymore
i don't know how to find a therapist at all
i just did it, because it happened
i'm tired
i'm really tired
feeling a pulsating through my upper jaw
vibrating
not want to exist
don't want to be perceived
this is just life though, this is every day though
almost 32 years and i'm just here now
in this understanding that it's present day, this is just how it is
i went and said some shit and opened up for a minute
to become hopeful with a new situation there could be some change
what is going on that needs to change
i understand this is just real life and i live it every day
rocking. vibrating
"chillin"
i used to do this every day with Dylon,
that was real life then
this is real life now
there's a fucking timeline that i'm acutely aware of at this moment in time
this is just what we do
every day
play a game
ruthless
every day
This is just how life is right now.
Where even am i in this life
I sit and I stress and I cope and I try not to shut down
I try to be regular
because that's what the regular people do
this is
every
day
the timeline
should it change?
i am sure it should in some way
i don't know what
I just sit with it
Here
In the complicated parameters of existence that I've been supplanted.
i can write some thoughts down
you know
I tried to pay
I asked for the venmo.
I wanted to pay.
It was just real life.
I feel complicated.
Writing these words, because they are coming to me
This is every day
now! to be fair
too be fair.......
i sit with it
decaying every day
everything is fluctuating in directions that I don't quite understand. I'm tired
I'm so tired
I want to get in my bed
and go away into a hundred slices
// \ // \
writing
because what else can I do
I don't want to move right now
this is just how i exist in life, and i don't know why
a very complicated array of things that have brought me to this location
to be fair
to be fair....
I just happen to be thinking about this right now
I could disappear into some mundane activity right now if I wanted to.
Turn off.
Process Content.
I need help with my thing
She can help me with the thing
I'm thankful because I can sit here
i want to help do something
i need to do something
i'm tired
i need to get in the bed
i. did too much already today
i'm tired
so tired
i want to go in there turn on some music and turn off
just like i did on the train today
this is just life
i'm writing it down right now
i'm very scared to exist in life right now
i want to go to bed
this is too much
i want to turn off....
process content
i'm tired
this is just every day life
every day happens but i don't feel like i'm aging
like my body is noticably gettting shittier , i don't understand how to proceed in this instance
i have some kind of condition that makes me this way
this is just every day life
it never ends
sometimes i want it to end
turn off
tired
at the end someone's gonna come get me
and i'm going to have different this
different this
this is just what ishappening around me right now
i love everybody
my mind just gets confused and stressed trying to make sense of all of the social intricacies of the current
what's happening right now
i need to quit
i'm so tired
the birthday
i fucked up with the birthday
i keep doing that
they just keep passing by
and i'm just here for it
one a plane.
i'm so tired
i need to dissociate
i need to disappear
not be perceived
this is just what happens
when i try to grab on to this one cool little piece of life
vulnerable
having fun
existing
riding the train
as my mom would say
these are thoughts that are just happening
it's never ending
and i sit with it
stimming
rocking
vibrating
stopping the perception of time
usueless to personhood
i do nothing
i sit with it
this is real life
and it doesn't get to go away