Yeah, I don’t want to sit around in my room all day anymore; it’s depressing. There isn’t much natural light in there, and it can’t be good to spend all day on my bed, especially since it’s the same place I sleep at night. It’s too bad that I need…

Do you want to know what happens? Well, too bad, because I’m going to tell you; that’s kind of what I do. So, yesterday, I had all of this creative energy and I typed out five blog posts. Naturally, I thought they were brilliant. …

I was doing my morning coffee scroll through the usual apps (Reddit), and I saw that Taylor Swift was Time Magazine’s Person of the Year. I mean, good for her. I don’t know anything about Taylor Swift besides her being pushed into every media angle that exists in the world…

You have to find a little joy in something simple, if you can. Right now, I’m very happy about the nice pens I ordered from a website that I won’t name because I hate what it stands for. …

I am trying not to post a fourth one today, but i can’t stop typing because it feels so good. I’m not that good at shutting the fuck up when I'm in a mood like this. there was a post that I put up late the other night, when I…

I wasnt going to type 3 posts today but i just had a conversation that really made me think about a lot of things. i’ll also say that chatgpt refuses to assist with the editing of this post, so it’s going to look a little rough. I know someone, in…

I’ll be planted in front of this keyboard all day — I don’t care. What else am I going to do? I’m tired of being cooped up in my room without a computer to type on. Plus, I’m really not a fan of the guy I share the room with…

I had one of those horrible dreams about getting high. I don’t remember the specifics, but I woke up two hours later than I usually do, all sweaty and disoriented. I’m still trying to shake it off. Even when I was 3–4 years clean, I would have dreams like that…

Oh yes, I have returned to the keyboard again because I have nothing going on today, and I’m tired of sitting around scrolling through Instagram. I’m always thinking, all the time, incessantly. I’m hardly ever criticized by anyone, yet I imagine all the things that I perceive I should be…