Thursday, May 25, 2017

I'm such a retard.


Dear Diary:

I'm sorry, I'm so silly. I can't think of things. OMG I'm so sorry. I am a foolish girl. First I poisoned myself with potato with sprouts on dem, now I forgot ze ticket. I'm so sorry.

What would be a suitable punishment? Fasting? Oh dear. Oh my word.

God's wisdom shines through the cloud and becomes my savior. Good Lord. Goodness. I swear I will try to be more worthy in the future. I swear. I will be more worthy. I am not this foolish. I really shouldn't be. Goodness. Oh wow.

Thank you. Thank you Good Lord. I won't let you down. Goodness.

Night.

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Oh wait!

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Clubz.

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I had one of those simulation dreams. Fully played out a scenario that prolly has to do what I've been wrongly to entertain in the past 2+ years.  It also puts some other things in perspective. This really is a docile age is my conclusion. That's why so many people are complacent. And for those who speak out- there isn't a lack of them- unless they make change happen, so the end justifies the means, it won't be pretty. I feel like I've already expressed that yesterday, but it was fully played out in a dream scenario, so. I would fall so hard if I try.

But you can't look away, can you? The facts are conflicting both sides' ideologies.

Yeah I know, there are other things going on. I know, I'm working on it. I just choose to talk to you about this stuff, because it occurred to me I actually can't talk to anyone else about it, you know. For one, it's none of my business. But, it's like I said, how can you look away? It's so interesting.

Oh Wow. Worm Ouroboros is like the BEST fantasy fiction I've ever read. It boggles my mind how I only read it now. It's so, so great. I really want to remember who recommended it to me, they have GREAT TASTES.

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Italians are brilliant. They too are a jolly people. I must look into this. I must study it.

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I have concerns.

Concerns.

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Small queen.

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Math?

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Fantasy about "Secret Service Agency"

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Others

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Neck hurts. Stop craning over the desk.

You know, I... I thought about it over and over. There is certain cold-bloodness that's required for you to be not distracted. Maybe I'm more usual than I think. I admit some of it is not curiosity, maybe I'm stressed or tired. I would be. But it shouldn't stop me.

Penguins will cheer me up, for sure. North, West. Lake. Ocean.

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Sort of Shards.

Probably. Probability.

I'll find it.

When you look at it, there is too much happening in one day.

Fluid. Nothing is repetitive. Torture. I love this torture.

Far better than waiting. Far better than stillness.

God.

The End.









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