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I am all kinds of fucked up on coffee, like my eyes look at shit but they don’t see shit. Standing also sucks, my legs feel like that gif from the post about how it feels when you hit your funny bone, or ulnar nerve or whatever. Also wean. Need to make food or something but standing is a challenge man. Body ain’t having that shit. I shouldn’t drink twos cups again anxiety is through the roof man, a guy walked past my apartment building and stared at me the whole time he could see me, not having that shit. Nother guy was walking towards my building to go past it but he was walk towards our screen door area and I was trying to say to my mam that I was not happy with the fact she had the screens wide open (not that them being closed would do shit) but she was not hearing me until he was much closer and by that point even saying things bout it felt like he could hear me and when I brought up the other guy ma was like ‘oh he was just entranced by how gorgeous you wet’ which I know, but dude, not helping I’m paranoid right now and that freaks me out. I need food but my sister isn’t going to spend tome in the kitchen and I can’t stand also my little punk dog got into my popcorn while I was on the back porch and spread it everywhere so that he could get to the cheese in the bottom of the bowl and he went into the trash and scattered it so I had to clean that but I payed on the floor for like five minutes before finnishing it. I gotta eat something. I’m going now. If anyone reads this I hope it’s slightly coherent.