raw, unedited, unoriginal shitposting.

I would like to think

that I have friends in every universe.

I wish I was water.

no,

I wish I was rum.

I am in cahoots with humanity.

I am alive.

There is a thorn in my side.

I am forced to clutch it.

I feel as if I am made of marble.

Indifferent, reluctantly stoic, fragile.

I doubt its explanatory power,

yet it is something that deepens me.

It will be unbearable, but I am capable of accepting it

for every inch it goes deeper, I will feel every centimeter I pull out.

And even if it's a fraction of a fraction of a centimeter

I will live for a fraction of a millimeter.

I feel for the boy with the thorn.

But I am not marble.

don't waste your energy fighting problems that have not happened yet.

f*cking idiot.

you are ordinary.

a good life should include loss and change.

your worth is not something that needs to be approved,
rather it is something you only need to appreciate.

this is what it means to be ordinary.