Never seem to find the time

Yes I fully identify as non-human at this point. I can't find a connection to this flesh sack

I've drank water, I've eaten three meals, I've taken my medicine, I've interacted with people, I've touched grass and yet I still feel like a stain on this Earth. What the fuck

I haven't felt like myself in a long time

Ive been much happier after embracing how fucking odd I am

There's nothing like the bond between a stoner tboy and his mini-bong

Ppl are terrified of being weird outside a predetermined set of parameters that ensure that they're still accepted by society and rewarded for their aesthetic of rebellion without upsetting the expectations put on them. Be weird, fascists hate to see weird people be unapologetically weird and happy

Anyone else ever not just feel like an alien, but distinctly the last of your kind/the only of your kind? Or is that just me?

2001: A Space Odyssey is such an ultimate comfort movie for every part of my brain

Humans facinate me very deeply

This is my echo chamber. I hope this blog is discovered when I die and pointed towards as evidence that however weird people thought I was irl, that was only a fraction of it.