I should just give out awards for ugliness…
It would be nice to know whats what but that would never happen the truth is out there and seeking it only causes a mindfuck from hell because there’s an evilness that lurks about trying rain on your fun and happiness. Nothing is real it’s all an illusionary sense of fate that doesn’t exist but only in that part of your mind that you want it to.
So you hold on to hard of what you got as it fades away and all of a sudden everyone is gone and you’re left alone. You learn that its better this way as there is menagerie of helpless souls out there trying to illicit your mind.
So where do you begin before your mind becomes decrepit. Take your soul on a journey through an unseen world or just let life unfold.
There’s not enough love in this world to stop me!
It sucks when you can’t express yourself because it’ll incriminate the minds of those around you.
So it’s like going to the gym for your vagina?
Yeah, but it’s not like you’re maxing out. You’re not picking up pianos with your vagina—you’re picking up blueberries, so don’t squish them and make a mess. It’s very gentle.
Sometimes I wish there was an ugliness filter is I don’t have to see what I don’t want to see
I was blind but now can see you made a believer out of me…