sometimes i woke up way before the rest of the world did on this side of the world it felt like and i would stand around dance around clean around and generally, be angry for being awake and then little by little they would awake and i would be hi hi hii and they would be it is 10 o’clock and i would go it is?
you can’t be angry for being chemically imbalanced, it is something you can’t help, you just can’t help it.
it’s a temporary thing, honestly, knowingly.
my papa tole my mum that he he tole hisself to just stop analyzing people, just, to stop it.
i don’t want to know people anymore. i don’t want to think that i know them, and i don’t want to show or to prove, that i know them, anymore.
and this fucking “awareness” is bollocks.
it’s the seasons that do me in. the repeats on telly and the new commercials.
seeing spots where there are none when the radio is on and the dvd is playing and a cigarette is in my mouth and it’s like, what are they trying to tell me, wait, who is they, there is no they, i am the only they.
girls who are skinny and “pretty” get such a raw deal.
they all say ya i am a klutz and i say the wrong things and i am incompetent bleh bleeeh.
it’s true, you know.
their brains work too fast for the mind to follow and that’s why they go boink bonk bloop blerp into a doorknob all the time when they are walking inside to get me my sunglasses.