been getting really into rockhounding lately and the subreddits are great
Rosemary? You mean spicy pine needles?
thought autocomplete would take me to outlook dot com not realising id forgotten the T before i pressed enter. However was very much pleased at what it took me to instead. I think I don't want to see my emails now. I think I will stay with the oul.
me impatiently to the little french cat boiling me in a stew: chat am I cooked
she’s been writing a lot to deal with her grief and was wanting some sort of reach however she’s not super well-versed on social media so asked me to post some here.
Her first one she wrote about Will Wood, funnily enough. He’s a very important role model to her since she found his music after her dad died and it helped her through a lot. He also looks exactly like my dad lol
“The Old Gods Are Dead
More than two books gives me analysis paralysis Turns my prefrontal cortex gelatinous But here's my societal psychoanalysis
The Age of Anxiety Fear and false piety Only perceiving a fraction of Is it a quantum reaction When the TV became me And I became the tree That was up there on the screen
What the fuck does it all MEAN?
You are my artificial perception That I'll take as an ugly lesson My father gave me music It feels like time to use it In a different way than I always did
Host your demons Feel the changing seasons Turn the mirror around As your ego starts to weaken
Do you ever wonder sometimes Maybe if we didn't distract ourselves and waste our lives Would we see what's just out of reach Parallel Our eyes unbleached
Hyperspace is just too loud That buzzing Beeping Screaming Sound
So I'll surrender all my wisdom and power To forget And consume brain rot for just an hour
It's lonely at the top You've gotta understand To be aware nonstop Is hell for any man
I'll keep posting my kids on Facebook I'll misunderstand some great books I'll do anything to gain looks I will fuck up some decent hooks All for the sake of shoulder shrug
Are drugs considered ‘media’ “Drugs” are what they're feeding ya So the Soylent Green And the American Dream Maintains efficacy This is how it has to be
You used to be a Dreamweaver But you got sick when Mother Earth caught a fever Please don't give up on her yet We can win this, I bet
But if you show those white flags You might spawn a system that lags Wake up in the metaverse No need for that last ride In an 80s hearse No need for primitive pride
Being God is boring To exist as odd and flawed sounds alluring Maybe I could invent the wheel After the chariot Try to have child And have to bury it
To be a lab rat is a blessing I'll take a stab at constant stressing Ponder if I'm the control group Wander through the mirrored maze room
But once in a while I recall that I was once The collective mind The nature of flux
Being God is lonely Being human is pain Solitude is holy Humanity is insane”
and this is one she wrote during her… second? Stay at a psychiatric ward.
“Unit Red Love Letter
The sun and the moon were sharing the sky 11 am lucky strike Wishing I was high
I lay in the grass A small patch just for one To dream about home And laying next to you
Marigold toes Covered in ashes and prose A sunflower sapling Thriving in the throes
Black n Mild An unsuspected teacher Sees an abandoned child Heartbreak Validated She knows we are to be liberated
Don't fall back down your own black holes Keep looking up, and don't forsake your goals
Your family is nothing Ina world so cold Don't let them crush your worth Don't give them your soul
Be defiant Boldly go Find the sun Fill the dark hole”
I manage to allow humanity to shapeshift and eliminate gender dysphoria.
Instead of the curse you intended to lift, you have accidentally broken a curse so ancient that it was assumed to be a fundamental law of the universe.
i was so confused with the CIRCLES. IT'S CIRCULAR. WHY.
CAN TUMBLR STOP CHANGING ITS UI BEFORE I DEACTIVATE MYSELF
Insane idea:
Mind has mechanical hands/arms not because of any angsty reason, but because he has wicked sensory issues and got sick of it.
Now he can wash the dishes and touch wet objects without recoiling. He’s a genius.
I go to the grocery store, heading straight for the dairy section. Positioning myself in the middle of the milk shelf, I let out one single long, wailing, cheese-curdling scream. Every single carton of fresh dairy product within hearing distance has now been rendered undrinkable. The poor worker whose only task this shift was to keep me out of the store and most importantly away from the dairy at all costs is fired on the spot. I do not linger to bear witness to the grief and destruction I have caused. Knowing that I caused it is enough.
These petty, pointless acts of meaningless evil are the reason that I will not see the kingdom of heaven.
idgaf if my parents are disappointed in me I'm not impressed by them either