Whispers

Just made myself tea and now I'm choking on the leaves bc I steeped it too long and tiny bits were in the tea

i saw a dragonfly corpse on my walk

i know I'm not a great friend, I know I'm not interesting, I know I don't fit in. But it hurts. I'm too odd to be a normal kid, I'm too normal to be a weird kid, and I don't know what's popular, and I don't really know a lot of fandoms, I know there's almost nothing to talk to me about. I know I'm boring I know I'm bad at listening, I know. I've had so many friends, but the moment we couldn't see each other in person anymore we just stoped working. I know I'm not a good person, but all I want is a friend that stays. A friend that chooses me, a friend that never makes me feel like a third wheel. And it's not that I don't want them to have other friends, I just want to be a sort of hight priority. I want to be wanted.

Anyways, I'm gonna go affect the sun's mental state. Bye

I have come to the conclusiom thay I am obligated to fight god.

i don't need to "go outside" or "get some fresh air," I need to bash my head against the concrete untill i split open and ascend to godhood

my greatest desire is to play a bard that deals only psychic damage through irl memes

my stomach is full of slime but when I cut it open there was rocks