something's got to give
something's got to give
something's
god hates me. hes not real yet he still finds a way to hate me. he knows what im thinking. what ive been thinking. everybody does.
but nobody does. i know that. nobody knows what im thinking. i keep worrying about others judging my thoughts but they. dont. know. theyre not my real thoughts anyway.
hollow
off-key
constant
...distraction
crushing
but gone soon
eyes drawn to the final horizon
everything is so small
traversing mountains and hills and landscapes is where i find myself
there’s great joy in the concept of meaninglessness