
my life has been so batshit insane for so long that i dont think i know how to have a "normal life". i dont think i could exist in one. i need to have things happening. to me, about me, or around me. or i will be devoid of purpose. lord of nothing. thats what wreath is, by the way. at least partially, from what ive gathered. "shit happening around something else". forming loops and cycles around that thing. sometimes being completely irrelevant to whatever its orbiting. ...oh, its past 9pm. i guess now that i get tired again after godtiering, i should probably be following the "dont trust your own brain after 9pm" rule, huh. ...and i forgot to eat something for dinner. going without food for over a year because you didnt need to eat will kick that habit, i suppose. have to build it back up even though even the most simple of flavours are too strong. i can taste the minerals in the most basic of water. ...i need someone to beat some sense into me before i become a villain simply for the sake of giving myself a reason to exist. goodnightlight, chittrlings, or good evemorning to those waking up.
