There Are, There Is.

so much more important things in life rather than thinking what i think.

fix it.
you.
fix.
it.

myroom is overfilled with spiders. they ask me frequently, dangling from the roof and down, "sup? can i please set up a net anywhere here? i prefer for it to be on you if you keep on sitting as still as you do and keep on attracting so many flies"

i tell them i'm a little afraid and stressed out about their species, but i also tell them i'll do my best, whatever that is.
so. my best. is it:
- A: keep still for it to build a nest?
- B: or perhaps serve another purpose beyond this room?

eeeey.... chillax, i've got this.

no, i don't. the nature of the beast is quite simple - i only posess a mood like this (bliss, bliss, bliss) in very rare occations WHILE sitting at home. i've spent much time investigating this matter. and yes, it doesn't get any less true with time. infact, time functions as a fertilizer.
what a scary thought, but also; the thought about time being a fertilizer! how very bloody fascinating!


fish out of water, it's so true.
you never know anyone until you experience them in their right element.

i'm lucky enough to not judge by appearance, by first impression, by second impression, by the third ipm... well, at some point i might make up my mind about a certain someone, but mostly i wait for it.

waiting. i'm such a good waiter. err. is it patience? no, it's apathy.

such a good waiter!!


i think my favorite weather is on outside, maybe i should switch clothes and get out.