omg

tonight is the first night I’ve stayed up this late in like six months and these things are swilling around esophagusly

HAHHAA NVM MY PROBLEMS ARE ALL SOLVED

how to spend time

somewhere along the line i developed this idea that my time is valuable because i do important things with it. this happened prbly junior yr of college when i was totally switching over majors and had to take a million econ classes all at once and had zero time to do anything but study and i ate so much i gained 20 pounds.

i would, like read, develop my idea of feminism sexism racism classism. i think i shaped a mold that year that’s right now sagging. sagging mold.

i mean, i don’t care about anything anymore. i want to have fun and be energetic and excited. so the solution is to go find friends, or at least have friends find me, and have merry times as much as possible.

but like i can’t. i don’t wanta. i still have this idea that my time is valuable and that i need to save it because it is precious so i can keep molding and becoming, and the final stage of this exercise that i planned–i remember it every moment of every day–is the doing stage. which never happened, and prbly never will.

yikes!

i love kwaku

kwaku i love u

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the universe is huge. i am the dust of it.

okay

so it’s weird how feeling a sense of possibility is like this huge big thing that rarely happens that i am now blogging about.

what to do with life. what to do with it? how to be useful n happy? no clue. still searching.

notice

i have no friends.

pmg

i am 23 and i need to, like, leave some legit contribution to the world because rapidly i will sag then die but before that, what? there’s got to be something cool about me other than my looks and hair and teeth. lol.

to-day going to the dentist was fun.

i am having fantasies of reviving my online selvez and that’s just like a disastrous notion that i need to get out of my realwerld heads. hydrahydraaaaaaa breathe, awaken, l!ve — !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

bloom

blossom flahr bloom

baby lovely bloodflow

bilious milky billowing mushroom things they are shapes. these are in all the freshery of green. clicking peculiar lacquerish rustling white chalky covered cover foot. bandaged hands and head with tall horns. creeping towards the samurai who dies is dying but they bandage him so his bilious milky mushroom cloud life stops to pour out. they are saving him! they save him these creatures horned goat mask people folk!

but wait, who is this? is it her, his lover? she creeps closer then jerkily clo-clos-close-closer.

then they be under water. she is holding his head in her hands. they are floating airily.

then she unties him so his mushroom milky life floats upwards oozing gentle unfurl. she sucks it in through her white lips. they were saving him till she could eat his life furling out. he dies.

ugh

bad!

…

The overwhelming wave of disappointment I feel when my alarm goes off in the afternoon is really incredible.

Questionnaire

I think a thoughtful friend could make a really stimulating questionnaire of a personal nature for you.

Revenue bonds don’t have tax financing limits.

Municipal bonds are taxed less heavily than corporate and government bonds, so they are suitable for investors in lower tax brackets, but they also have lower yield.

Hmmmm

What was weird about facebook is how it just totally sucked you in and you forgot who you even were as the neon flickered on your drone become a face.

Ask yew

I’m having a hard time understanding apples. Like, what is an apple? What can an apple be? I’m eating one right now and I can’t understand what it is!!!