If everyone just wants to pay bills and eat food, I understand that, but when people start doing insane shit, like pretending they didn't see you when they did, or blocking your way or something, that's when I get confused. Because if I did shit like that, it would be because I thought I was a god, and that's a stupid thing to think because I'm clearly not, by any measure. Sometimes I WISH I was a god, but I'm not. I'm a little person, probably look like a potatoe to you, and I'm dissatisfied, and I don't have much to offer you besides good humor, and sometimes when alone I sadly hunch over my phone like a toad feeling my tits resting on my belly like a pig and thinik "why haven't I just killed myself?". I think hope, and expectation are keeping me alive. I HOPE things will get better, and I EXPEXT them to, otherwise I would fucking die.