i do it so it feels real.

i have wild sentences roaming through me at all times

I hate you Ozempic craze I hate you 'heroin chic' I hate you weight loss ads on public radio I hate Burn Fat Fast ads every thirty seconds I hate you I hate you I hate you

that one post about how the vocabulary of joy is grunts and moans and the vocabulary of loss is the dictionary. anyway i think the reason my posts have fallen off recently is because i want to live again

little miss normal didn't hear what the group was talking about because she hasn't stopped reminiscing internally about how good it felt when she successfully managed to say her joke at the right time to make everyone laugh 30 minutes ago

the mark of a real actor is if they did theater before they hit it big and continue doing theater after. if they didn’t do theater before, then they are hacks and if they stop doing theater after, then they are dilettantes who lucked out. obviously this applies to all actors ever and there are no exceptions.

they dont tell you this but you carry your upset younger self in you like a parasitic twin

Bro wants to be a fop but he's barely dapper

I think I just realized. The reduction of David Lynch to being quirky and weird and surreal really bothers me because of how how much of his work is ultimately about the impenetrability of his experience and the complex feelings he struggles to communicate or even format in a way other people can engage with. So it's just kind of unapologetically of his own cypher, and simply presents its own logic as it is. Which I believe, with all my heart, is an expression of him being autistic. And if you take his work seriously, that he is communicating something, there is such incredible depth to it. He's just straight up sharing his dreams. His deep thought, harvested from disciplined meditation and mystic introspection. People terminating their engagement with it at "he's so weird, it's funny" just betray how little they're willing to step outside their own perspective and seriously consider an autistic mind with respect, or dignity. Particularly one with such a beautiful, weeping heart. All of it was expressing things he had inside him. Even if he was funny, even if it coincided with comedy, he wasn't a joke. He was a genius.