I’m not. And I’m not sure if I should be. And I can’t go there anyway. I sometimes wish I could though.

Oh, that’s a relief. I was really worried future generations were going to miss out on witchcraft.

When, the question is when. And it’s already too late. I still ask the why. I know it’s futile, but I still ask. And then I ask when. And time has become space.

Things I am currently thankful for:

• People having things they feel thankful for.

Except for evil people. They should have less and less of what they can be thankful for.

Aw, I want dark magic.

No, actually meant precision. Like, no collateral damage. Yes, I saw that bit today on YT. With the jogger lady doing her jogging. Never had I wanted to be part of a protest so bad.

Is this precision protesting/riot?

I wish it did that.

I can’t relate to either. It is not very good. Not all on me though, I hope.

For a people who yell “family values,” they sure are into other people’s genitals.

I’m beginning to feel left out. Also, should I be worried that in my head I spoke to my hypothetical cat in the cases you described?

Yes.

Thanks to the internet, I can vicariously feel the joys (and pains and annoyances) of having pets.

I’m developing an allergy to being

One of my “friends” explicitly told me that they hated talking to me, and yet they kept doing it until I mangled the relationship. Or maybe it magled itself or was always.

I mean, you can always recycle and repurpose. Nothing has to go to waste.

That’s so much me that I’ve been questioning some things.

The whole world is suffering his presidency, we should just declare ourselves communists and say “not our president”

I’m not even a concept. To others, yes, unfortunately everyone is some sort of a concept. But to myself, I don’t even think I’m a concept.

Oh, let me have this, won’t ya