Daisy

existing but a little to the left

am i crossing my eyes or is everything just blurry?

clipped right thru the floorboards

what the fuck is a “body”

i have too many bodies at once and they’re trying to start a fight club. how many arms are humans supposed to have again?

floam

sounds fake but ok

pick two: harsh noise, dial up tone, cantina theme [10 hour version]

360 no scope

the atmosphere is lighting me on fire very, very slowly.

someone: “wow! you handled that stressful situation so well! so cool and competent!” me, unaware that anything happened: “i what now”

*forgets to breathe for 5 hours*

a drawn out, slowed, warped scream as my only thought for hours

is the Void™ trying to talk to me again is or is that just tinnitus 

someone: “yo im talking to you” me: *dialup tone for a brain for the last 4 hours*

im eating food now and i have no idea where it came from did i make this also where am i

social overload with one friend and their friends (i.e. strangers) = me astral projecting into the clouds and being relatively unresponsive

why does it feel like im wrapped in tinfoil and styrofoam who thought this was a good idea