6/28/25
I have a lot of trouble getting things out but im kinda drunk rn so what tha hell yk

by the time I hit enter 2 times to start this row my thoughts and instincts completely dissipated from my typing fingers so quickly... it happened so quickly that I could not possibly explain this phenomena without risking sounding schizophrenic and lost. I assure you I am not. my convictions have always been solid. that's what confuses my memories; I know what I believe and I know what happened. why can't I tell the 2 apart???? have I lost it?? is this psychosis??? probably not.... however I could not possibly know as I am not a mental health professional. I am an artist. I am an artist. sure alright. what the fuck does that mean. mining the corners of my mind for some miserable self satisfaction alchemicalized from the shapeshifting monsters that hide behind and around all space inside and out?? I should do something instead of just sit here. yet  I sit here confused and frustrated and tired and all that and it means something??? excuse you???? I hope not I tell myself. I do hope it does I know this I really do. alas I have lost my train of thought.....

I know it will be ok these are just ramblings. I am about to eat chicken nuggets.

this kinda sucks tbh