2024-01-20 at 1:03 PM UTC
i'm so close to the brink of gibbering madness that i almost wanna puke. i can feel it. the shift in my psyche. the reckless abandon. my relationship with truth deteriorating. i just post things. for... for fun. but the worst part is it's not like i'm just "going on the internet and telling lies". no. to be a liar one must possess some concrete foundation of truth, and then willfully disregard that foundation - there needs to be mens rea (thanks legally blonde) to tell a true lie. i don't tell true lies. i say things because they'll be fun. fun! and maybe not even fun? i say things i don't believe just to say them now. they are not lies, not even half truths, because truth has lost almost all meaning to me.
i have been psychically flayed. i am spiritually skinless. exposed. being worn raw by forces beyond my ken.
and it turns me on
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post didn't die in a fire!
2024-01-20 at 1:15 PM UTC
You can't steal MY serotonin. I own it.
2024-01-20 at 1:21 PM UTC
yea. you should probably kill as many people as possible and then yourself
