...for now...

I feel like a larger puzzle. Most now than I ever used to.

i wore it
like a gown
&
made it
{sparkle}

A potato sack, thumb up my ass, boofing a brain cell to pretend I'm fine everyday– is degrading. I'm fucked up and fuck you, fuck off.

So how am I expected to make a decision for others?! My narrow view point; I stand in the grass with: "There is a larger puzzle here and that's the piece we need to solve."

You don't have all the answers but you have part of a solution.

The worldview disagrees. I'm inside myself.

Constantly living in the present; At any moment, something could kill me.

It's not alarming when it's the pattern.

Too many grown ups who don't care, care too much, don't care enough; you grow up opinion~less because you have everybody's opinion. It's not wishy-washy, it's grey perspective.

The present is constantly staring into your existence, inches for your eyes so yours can never focus, breathing your air and- does it have bad breath? Thank Menty B's we never. Fucking. STAY! Ghosting the ghost that never leaves.

Sorry. I lost the point. Threads are easy to pull right now and I'm tired of planes and their safety analogies.

We've always been too focused up in space and not enough on the ground, you know? Look ahead, look back, look up, look around, don't look down but look out at what's in front of you!

I question this rhetorically, a mask slipping on my face as I conclude– the plane, dive-bombing out of the sky like it's the 4th of July during World War II.

~I have to put my mask on before helping others. Before having a chance at William E. Boeing us out of the turbulence.

This is insanity right? Right? So how can I exist in this state and utilize it without a tinfoil hat? Sight down the scope at the government? Honestly, how in the tangerine FUCK am I supposed to untangle my ick and that sick moral compass AT THE SAME TIME?!

The color line wrapped pinpoints I've made between peoples' behaviours are INSANE! No, they're not performing unorthodox unilateral experiments for reasons (that I could literally speculate for hours). Amusement? Scientific Paper? Poking holes in reality and seeing where it breaks?

Always expecting the bad thing to happen, always waiting for the other shoe to drop. Suspicious of everyone's motives; of fucking EVERYTHING honestly. Everything could be a threat. Better do predictive planning for just about every scenario I can think of and ask the internet for more...

Lofuckingl

@quiznosofficial.bsky.social new menu item maybe? :p

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