I want to be left alone
But I want to change the world
But the world laughs at me
I wonder what it would think if I told it I’d known prices would creep up and up in my teens
That minimum wage would no longer cut it
I knew that housing was going to become impossible
I knew that politicians would get more and more deranged
And watching it happen?
It’s like watching my nightmares come true
I would have loved for any one of you people to have proven I was wrong and deranged myself
But it hasn’t happened
It hasn’t happened and it’s queer
It’s queer as fuck seeing everything happening exactly as I knew it would but people are still telling me I’m delusional
Like there’s a split in reality
Like I’m seeing a different Universe than everyone else
You don’t see Nazi salutes? Everywhere?
You don’t see up ticks in racist pieces of crap assaulting children?
You don’t see it getting worse?
Have prices not doubled if not tripled?
What are you all seeing, I have to know
Is everything fine?
While you work for hours of your life to make not a dime?
What‽
It sucks that I’ll be deranged till I’m dead and then decades from now there will be people saying that it happened exactly as I said it did
What a world
It’s fine
The prime minister is a sell out to Trump but it will be fine
Piss before Trump ever calls me a “nice guy”
If Trump called me a nice guy I’d skin myself
Just to get the absolute stench of being such a failure that that monster thinks I’m “nice”
Ah well
Got diagnosed with borderline personality disorder today
Just one more notch in the discreditation belt
No one will ever listen to me
No one
And they’re cruel so I’m cruel back and then I regret being cruel
They don’t
I’m a cute little bullying blip in their day
I wish I picked words better
I swear I don’t try to make sentences that make people hurl abuse at me
What am I fighting for again?
Why do I want to help these monkeys?
Because some of them are nice
I guess
I’ve met some nice ones lately
More like people than most people
But social interactions don’t feel real to me anymore
Everything feels empty
I care but I’m empty
I don’t have anything in me left to protect against what someone who is “close” to me might do
I’d almost given in to being alone
Everything feels forced and awkward
Like being thrown back into a job you did 15 years ago
I don’t even know if I want to have friends
Maybe I was better as a deranged isolated person
People are so scary
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