There’s something really unpleasant about people, though. This whole “instinct” thing, is it real, and if so, how?

Eh. man. I don’t read the psychology papers.

I don’t read much of much.

I never feel alone. I don’t know why or how to fix anything.

Nature. Need more nature in my life.

-_-

Shitty Freudian stuff. Not even what it’s about.

Everyone turned into a facking child except me.

Life’s ridiculous.

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