YZZAJ @Jazzy_Butts@gameliberty.club

Ok going to drift off into fantasy land where all my favorite cartoon characters tell me what they think, wish you guys could come on a guest pass, wander around, leave anytime you want, would be fun. Oh look, what's over there! That's godzilla arguing with Pikachu about EU stuff, and ohohooo here we have a random mass of people brawling it out and demanding more food! Quick hurry, or we'll miss it! This way! Yea downstairs! It's dark, shhhh, this is the lounge that Ms Piggy sings at, she's about to be up! Oh no wait... where's my wallet? Huh? Oh no not this guy agaiiiiiin!
Tossed out of my own club, in my own dream, in front of my friens, so embarrassing...eh fuck it, lets just fly around and shoot laser beams until we crash the serv- I mean wake up.

Oh don't mind me just lookin at shit that I
A. Can't afford
and
B. Don't have room for

I should make my Halloween costume a straight redneck, I'll wear a flannel and eat chew and say "git in mah truck werman"

Should I go to school for engineering? Is engineering something worth going to school for? I don't want to get a faggot job I want to invent shit. And not to get rich idgaf about that because I probably won't get rich and some faggot will steal my designs. I want to do this for me. So I can build shit without getting hurt or killed. I also want to learn about electricity. And a little bit of chemistry. This is what I want to learn. But fuck math I hate math. I'll deal with math but it's not intuitive. Movement is intuitive for me not static numbers.

I feel trapped in the past like reverse samurai jack. I can't move forward or forget. I need things to be said and done that will never be said or done, to make me feel whole.

I told my therapist about the funkytown video and how it effected me and she was totally on another planet in terms of her understanding. She's never seen someone with their face flayed off still alive, and that kind of irritated me, I wanted to talk with someone who would understand what I've seen and instead I got a church mom.

I feel like it's very fucked up that ever since my mental snapping I haven't had ajy family pictures hanging up. My walls are bare. And I think that's...bad? Inhuman? So after living like this for 20 years I decided to dig out my old picture box and put some pictures up.

I remember the book explained that all light, visible and invisible, is what we call radiation, and everything that "is", is radioactive! Some things are brighter than others, and cast a different hue.

One of the second facts I learned (that sounds funny) was that light is energy, and that all matter and energy are interchangeable, and so therefore everything is made of light, and then I started thinking about God...

One of the first facts I learned after my mental shattering was that the speed of light is 186,282.397051 miles per second. That's extremely fast.

My schizo timeline
1990s: discover the concept of lies, disbelieve everything, my reality is shattered
2000s: pour over documents, books, everything I could get my hands on, get put on meds, go insane ('they' identified me and targeted me) - also learned about consciousness
2010s: 'They' considered me a failed experiment and cut me loose, though they keep me in their back pocket and keep an eye on me, they milk me for ideas but that's it, I'm disposable
2020s: They did something to me, I don't know how but they somehow weakened me, I tried my best, did my best, to give them good ideas, but it wasn't good enough, I have to try harder, have to learn more, give them better ideas, so they let me keep existing

It'll never end. You realize that, right? There's no such thing as collapse. Maybe things get shaken up but by the end all that's changed is a different nigger is fucking you in the ass now.

Fuck it I'm gonna go watch a white girl podcast about serial killers to get my drama fix

Plz tell me about ur drama
Drama such as:
Stories of people cheating on each other
Stories of baddies who got got in their own karma
Stories of evil landlords
Stories of all manner of chicanery
Etc.
Etc.

I need to hear drama rn or I'll die.