or was it in my head

i saw an awesome bumper sticker today that said "my child narcaned an honor student"

I, River, am starting to feel like way more of a person than before. like I kinda got relegated to this blog and being The Reasonable One when it comes to affecting real life decisions, but I didn't actually front much, just gave my 2 cents. ok now I'm remembering certain past (like, teenage at the latest) experiences that may have led to this happening. but anyway it's fucking weird because on the one hand I am kind of proud/honored to be like An Active Guy rather than an inner voice with the ability to Post but on the other hand this is really scary because nobody in this system remembers how to be a human being to the point where we're not sure we ever really were. but it's fine. one step at a time. one activity we genuinely like and do for the sake of ourselves each day.

we've been really fixated on that one part in angel with a shotguns whereit goes "and iiIIiiI wanna live not just survive" for several months now and i guess this is the culmination of it. or like, the beginning of the next stage. or something idk my point is angel with a shotgun (the nightcore version ie the only true version has been genuinely important for us. and i genuinely find that kinda amazing.

in the future humans will have something called "sinus button " and pressing it will immediately drain your sinuses of all fluid so that it can be filled with other things like rocks, webs, paint, tar, freef (new fluid that will be so important in that time) and also dr papper

#hope #hopepunk #positivity #utopia #dreamworld

It's so obvious that a lot of people on here are inexplicably convinced that bad books are a recent invention