but don’t genius live in a lamp?

"you don't owe anyone anything" You are a tar pit. Speak for yourself. I personally owe the cafe employees my dishes put away and my friends a listening ear and small scared insects a cup and a gentle trip outside. Hyperindividualism is a rancid infection borne of capitalism and willfully misinterpreted therapyspeak and I will defy it by continuing to be kind regardless of whether or not it benefits me personally

someone dropped a bitcoin on my head from on top of the empire state building in an act of guerrilla trepanation but since there weren’t any evil spirits in my skull the hole just sprouted a flower and now everybody says i look like a damn pikmin smh

I wish depression were an emergency. I wish someone could take one look at how sick I am and go “oh my god, we need to get you to a hospital!” and then when we get there I get rushed into surgery and the surgeons say “it’s a good thing you brought her here when you did, this is a seriously advanced case” and then they put me under and spend the next ten hours pulling metres of long, sticky black strands of gunk out of my body, throwing it immediately into an incinerator so that it can’t infect anyone else. And then they could stitch me back up and I could rest a few days, and when I leave the hospital everyone can see how much better I am and they congratulate me saying “well done, you’ve been so brave, I’m so glad you’re ok. I love you.”

if you lose your train of thought while talking to someone its because they reloaded the quicksave after killing you midsentence

might start birdwatching or kill myself or something

i hope this email kills us both instantly

maybe i like my tech a little bit inconvenient

maybe i like pulling out my debit card instead of using apple pay. maybe i like untangling my wired headphones. maybe i like typing something into the search bar instead of using siri or whatever. maybe i like curating my own social media feeds over an algorithm. i just don’t think everything has to be perfectly streamlined and efficient i like it when things feel tethered to the real world.

i’m not horny at the moment so everyone else’s horniness is disgusting me like get help for real

i’m horny again so everyone get nasty and get freaky

I do consider "let people enjoy things" to be a sort of thought terminating cliche at this point. while there are of course exceptions it seems to most often be employed as a knee jerk response to any critical or dissenting opinions no matter how impersonal, which isn't so much taking a stance for the freedom of individual taste as expressing a profound discomfort with criticism being expressed at all.

"What were you doing at the devils sacrament" jarking my whole thing off. Next quiestuon.