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This is My Fucking Twitter Account. I talk about Enter Shikari, My Mental Illness, Feelings, and Experiences In Life, and The Global Descent Into Demonic Fascism.
For some reason my pharmacy sent me a stock pile of nicotine lozenges like I’m talking 27 bottles and I already had 6 I bought myself. If society collapses soon at least I’ll have nicotine I guess lol
Is the human experience meant to be enjoyed for what it is: the human experience, or is it meant to be transcended?
I wield the power of good and evil (I have access to 4 major hospital medical systems in my area)
Don’t worry HR if you’re reading my tweets, I am a good boy and don’t want to get fried by HIPAA
If I made a calendar where I created cryptid like bizarre creatures and beasts out of photos of the members of enter shikari would anyone want one
ONE TIME I WROTE RORY A POEM CALLED THE WIZARD. I WAS HAPPY WITH THE POEM. I SHOWED RORY ON IG AND SAID HEY LOOK AT THIS POEM YOU INSPIRED OUT OF ME!!! AND RORY LIKED IT AND SAID “THAT WAS ALL YOU!! THAT CAME FROM OUT OF YOU!!!” AND I WILL NEVER FORGET THAT
Something I rarely acknowledge or discuss is how traumatic it is for me to live with the fact that I went insane and said and did things I never would do while sane that will effect me for the rest of my life most likely
I’d trade my uterus for another chance to walk up to Rory at a bar after a show & tap on his shoulder & watch him turn around & his face light up when he realizes it’s me & then give me two back to back hugs & tell me how happy he is to see me. then have 2 beers w me & tell me
“Our neurodivergence is the same”
Like this actually happened? WOW. Can it happen again? A shame such an important and magnified moment in my life lasted less than an hour. I would trade my uterus AND a kidney honestly
Hopefully once I’m out of this episode I can actually listen to the new Shikari song without having to put up a 10 ton wall between me and the heart wrenching nature of it to the point where I can’t even feel the song
I love when my propranolol kicks in, some days it honestly feels like I’m on the verge of a myocardial infarction or something when I wake up in the morning and then within 40 mins my heart is beating a normal amount at a normal pace and stops hurting so god damn bad.
I got too much shit to be ashamed of to be bothered with being ashamed of owning a knock off Vivienne Westwood necklace
That wolktress person has a soul full of sludge and I need that picture of her to stop being shared across my timeline because her nasty ass gaze exudes the stink of her soul
I actually have like a little less than 5k in stocks but I’m a fiend for the total collapse of the stock market like fuck that money it’s not even real
