Growing up is realizing God will punish you if you don't immediately refill your empty ice trays or wait nine seconds between bites of cereal or wipe down the knobs on your sink every couple of hours
the way a child stops to examine a leaf while you're rushing somewhere important isn't wasted time. it's a ceremony you've forgotten how to perform - the sacred act of noticing.
All the apartments around me are empty. They blast fake ambience from speakers to try and convince me I have neighbors, but I caught them, I noticed the loop. The same woman crying every night. 1am. An hour of that, then silence. That's when they reset it. I don't deserve this.
Sometimes I wonder if the continuation of gender ideology in society is simply because a bunch of well meaning adults are too embarrassed to admit they fell for something that is both so stupid and so very sinister.
i actually LOVE that it gets dark at 7pm now. now i can start Reckoning With My Own Insignificance earlier. really frees up the rest of the evening for Mourning What Could Have Been
I wish people were nicer to kids. There's not really any safe physical spaces left for them and the internet is even worse. I remember being small and vulnerable. I wish we could be more sympathetic.
SpongeBob has such a good life. Make burgers, catch jellyfish, play with friend. I want that. I want that for me. And I would have no problem with disposing of him in order to get it
Nietzsche said to never trust a thought you have indoors, but when I go out something always happens like a car driving by playing a song that sounds just like my mom’s voice expressing sorrow for what I’ve become, & then the bass thumps to merge it into my punctured subconscious