tfw when too much tfw when too much tfw when too much tfw when too much and so on
i spend 100% of the time inside my own head and it seems not to be enough. and it never will be. and it depresses me.
it’s kinda stupid, tough.
and i don’t have that THING that some people do, that make this kind of thing look fine in a book or in a movie or in a something somewhere where other people get it touch with it and say “oh look, it’s interesting in a very sad way”.
(and i should be happy, because this is a shitty kind of expression. one should have more than misery to make art. we are all miserable in one way or another, so shut up)
“The human body is essentially something other than an animal organism.”