I am having a hallucinatory episode. Fuck. Fuck! And delusions! Shit!

Someone is fucking with me, lots of people are torturing me, fuck fuck fuck!

This is terrible.

I don’t know what to say.

But my senses are more… sensitive… now.

So that could, technically, be a pleasant thing.

But it’s not.

I don’t like it.

My mother gets so hurt so easily. I feel so sorry for her.

There are people and things that aren’t even worth mentioning in my life. Like TV characters and stuff.

Talk about them like celebrities.

Not people.

That’s more appropriate.


I made pasta. With bell peppers, garlic, tomatoes, maybe some other stuff, herbs and spices, linguini I think.

It tastes really bland. I don’t know why. Maybe the ingredients are really bland and not fresh. Like we should be shopping at a farmer’s market. The tomatoes were canned, so that probably explains a lot.

I guess I just have to live my life while interrogated by this psychic all-powerful other force. Right?

Fuck, do I want to fight back, though.

And yeah, you’re right; I should blog for me, just me.

Ugh. I forgot how to be selfish.

It’s strange, there’s so much stigma around selfishness, but a little is actually good. You just have to get over the stigma of the word and just see it as a behavioral property. Selfishness, as the act of not necessarily in excess, but just, acting in one’s own self-interest.

If you didn’t, you wouldn’t breath.

But what if your whole life is dedicated to others?


Riddle me this!


Fuck. I hate hallucinating.

This is horrifying.

Mom and the neighbors get snake necks wrapping around the environment.

It’s imaginary but real.

Everyone’s nasty and demonic.

Fuck fuck fuck.


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