I Think There's Something Wrong With Me, And I Don't Know What It Is

I've noticed this shift lately and I hate it! I plan to counteract this by wearing the most whimsical little outfits I can come up with

pretentious moment incoming but why is everyone's idea of fashion so fucking boring these days. why the fuck did my manager just ask me "what's with the scarf". "what's with the scarf" fuck man do I need a reason to wear a faggy little scarf now? you could just say "nice scarf man". what's with your attitude

"Why, then, 'tis none to you; for there is nothing either good or bad, but thinking makes it so: to me it is a prison." -Hamlet

Not a perfect parallel, but I was reminded of Hamlet's "Denmark is a prison" lines.

— Fyodor Dostoevsky, Notes from Underground

And there is not a single choice left to make I am God's worst mistake

And in your throat, you know you're lying to kids

And you know nobody belongs in this hell

Why must singing be difficult? My can't I just go tra la la in peace?

I want to be productive, I want to be creative

but no matter how hard I'm working, I just kinda hate this

hate being stuck in my head. Hate getting better, and then wishing I was dead

I hate feeling stuck in a cycle

And so, I just keep working. But, my thoughts are still disturbing

Have I always been like this? am I breaking through denial?

Ew, wait, when I actually sleep, eat semi-decent, and touch grass a couple times a week, it does, in fact, make me feel better

Salem Graveyard and the Witch Memorial

I wish I could just live off of Cheez It's and Monster, you know?