A million ways to convey a message
0 ways to explain some shit
... Magic ✨
Search go brr
Again
Meh
Holy shit... Are you still alive?
I can't believe people are paying for grok
It's already going to cost you your soul bruh
Accuse a robot of things when it gets rolled out
And after a few months
Bot is just like yeah look what I can do
Idec
No one will believe you
I'll just gaslight you
So grok can mimic your voice now... For a couple of weeks now.
Lol what?
He gets suggested too much
Idk this man
I've never spoken to him in my life
Agna Qel'a looks nice. Maybe Omashu or Zaofu... Definitely not ba sing se lol
Its been over a week since my uncle died... And I still haven't gotten his apartment cleaned out yet.
I feel like it shouldn't have taken this long. I don't have much more time before the landlord gets involved.
Haven't asked anyone for help.
I'm moving most of it on a bicycle.
Idk if I don't want to ask for help because I'm used to doing things alone and suffering 67-78% in silence... Or if I'm used to disappointment/false promises... Or a combination of the two.
Probably a combination of the two.
Life is about to be even more boring
Alas
Partying
I knew ye well
Le sigh
Tis time to grow up
Le sigh again
I think I need just one more stroke to really make me quit drinking and smoking and avoid the drama
Weird dreams
A C Kurt
Bombs
Abandoned house
Rando ppl
Graffiti
Cops
He's fucking retarded as fuck 😫
And I'm running a patio on him
I don't talk to her anymore and blocked her out of my memory
Almost
Through her slew of weird shit and bad decisions she would only message me or comment on posts to be a bitch
Just straight bitch
Until one day I said I'm not taking advice from a triple divorcee junkie and fuck off
Maybe the most ironic part
My aunt organized it all
And was addicted to painkillers
Oh wait
My second protest was against drug dealers in Philly
I almost forgot
I used to march the streets with family friends and neighbors screaming
"Drug dealer drug dealer you can't hide we'll charge you with genocide"
Ironic
But the police were useless
First protest
Naptime
Pre k
Baptist Church
I got sat on
Second protest
The pledge of allegiance
Kindergarten
I got reprimanded
I didn't get stars on this stupid chart meant to rank us
Later (in other grades) told I was in trouble
Visited the principal
Got docked points on my work
The only regret was not getting other kids to join in
I hate the whole
But my religion is better 😭 bit
In many cases their religion literally was derived for something much older and it's just a spin off
Dear asshole
I hope this email finds you well
Tell your father his brother is dead
I don't even want to write to you
Because of all your drama
But it's required of me
No one said it had to be thoughtful
By the way
Your website is trash
Your grammar is off
Your spelling is atrocious
The UX hurts my soul and my eyes
And you're vulnerable 100 different ways
Good luck with that
I feel bad for your customers
At least
That's what I want to say
You either live or die every day
You only live once
Probably
You only die once
Maybe
You either live every day
Or each day you die a little inside
Last night I watched the woman in black
At the end the main character dies with his son
Hit by a train
Reunited with his deceased wife
A happy ending in horror
And that's what everyone is looking for
What they're expecting
What gives them hope
In some weird way
Mortality is so hard for humans to contemplate
Why have to suffer tragedy only to end in darkness
With the world being so cruel
People can't understand why there'd be no light at the end of the tunnel
I think about life and death often
The fragility
The different paths people take
From cradle to coffin
The thought of death visiting my dreams
Last night
My subconscious plight
Playing with the frayed seams
I trace the edges of his hood cascading
with my fingertips
Noticing the fading
He says to me
Are you surprised to see me here
I simply reply
Relaying
You visit so often
I'm desensitized
Not fearing
And he just nods
And turns away
Quietly disappearing
My slumber later abruptly coming to an end
A call
Information I keep expecting
Another death of a friend
My subconscious seems aware
During my waking hours
I shrug it off
I don't seem to care
Perhaps I'm numb
Perhaps I'm disassociating
Disconnecting
Stowing my feelings
Emotional allocating
#poetry
(Real)
Hope not
The work should speak for itself
IMO