When You

why is privacy so eroded. I get treated like a nutcase if I say no, I don't want strange companies taking pictures of my home and putting them online for maps or whatever. I don't want to be in the background of your tiktok, and I think it's weirder for you to assume I'm okay with it than it is for me to politely ask you to refilm it so my face isn't in the frame. I don't enjoy handing my employer a list of every online account I have and feeling under surveillance when I'm just shit posting or sharing pictures of my cats or garden harvest. I don't want to hear your private calls on speaker on the bus, esp when the person on the line doesn't know you're broadcasting their words to strangers. I don't want an algorithm guessing what will piss me off the most so I spend more time online, engaging with shit I don't want to see or hear out of outrage. I don't want any of this. it's total ass.

“Never make fun of someone’s passion because that’s the thing that saves them from the world.”

— Unknown

in another universe i am not a burden to be loved

badweird feelings

oompa loompas would be having a field day during the hunger games

Two rules for creating anything.

1) Make it weird.

2) Make it with love.

i don't know man, i just wish that we could [suddenly realising i'm coming dangerously close to expressing a real and earnest thought instead of filtering everything through several layers of intangible running bits] blow up the entire world. or something.

they call me "the guy who loves rocking back and forth" on account of how i love rocking back and forth

went to the depersonalization conference and i wasnt even there

pros: it would most likely vastly improve my life in a multitude of ways

cons: might get scared