today the world came crashing down

lately we've been realizing a lot of things or having ideas and thinking ohhh i should share that with my oomfs #myoomfs. but then when we try to type them out the idea is still there vivid as fuck but we can't figure out how to put words together to explain it. i genuinely can't tell if it's the disorder that makes me not be able to communicate basic things or if its the disorder that fires random bursts of dopamine at random neurons sometimes. i'm leaning toward the latter though

most of social media is people making inflammatory statements and waiting for someone to respond to it with an argument so they can reveal 6 angry paragraphs later that they actually had a reasonable point and all this could've been easily avoided if they elaborated in the post instead of leaving it as an inflammatory statement

feeling like shit emotionally but. im glad im still alive because no one else is gonna blog about the obscure rightfully underperforming childrens media i do.