Hikikomori
Schizophrenia & OCD
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I don't go out often, but last night i decided to take the train downtown, and that's when it all hit me ... the arbitrary craziness of the clown world we're in. Watching the junkies ask for spare change on the sidewalk, the sluts in yoga pants texting on the train, the crowds of people trying to run each other off the cluster fuck streets below, the emergency lights reflecting off the glass panels of buildings, the police helicopter in the sky searching for lord knows who or what ...
I can't help but feel lonesome and helpless/hopeless as a single grain of sand in a giant sandbox. I'm only leaving my house if i have to from now on, the world is just too crazy, and my scrambled brain can't handle all the variables.
I can't help but feel lonesome and helpless/hopeless as a single grain of sand in a giant sandbox. I'm only leaving my house if i have to from now on, the world is just too crazy, and my scrambled brain can't handle all the variables.