Such batshit, everything.
None of it's real, none of it means anything. None of this is actual, none of it exits, none of it
actually, honestly, truly
So why is it bothering me so much?
I don't know.
it isn't who I am, I don't actually do that, I don't actually give a shit about your petty problems, I don't actually care.
it's all, actually, pretty pointless.
Because all of it's batshit, and