LOLO

Hi bro!

Dude. PLS FREAKING COMPLETE THE SERIES (the grouchy man!) i mentally CANNOT PROCESS ALL THAT. i want the next part pweeeeeeeeez

why do people act surprised when they see me cry for the death of a fictional character that was close to me. I was engaged with my mind, my brain was living all these events, experiencing a lot of emotions., so I'm allowed to grieve for as long as i want.

The most dazzling thing to me is me. I keep thinking about it. what the fuck am I? am I a machine? am I controlling this thing or is it controlling me? where am I? am I inside of this thing? or am I this thing? how? I can't even see me. 
          
          does my brain actually take orders from me or is it the one giving orders? am I a hostage or I'm the kidnapper?   
          
          my existence in this world is the thing that confuses me the most. like what are we doing here? how's a thing even a thing?

in my room, listening to poetry, crying, looking for some sense of achievement, self-worth. and I find nothing. how did time move so fast, so far while I'm still where I always was.

Fiction is the new reality.

Just don't stop, whatever you're doing, keep going. Allow yourself to suck in order to be good.