#mentalhydra

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friggan today's thought

I don't really like to admit that I know what I'm doing on social media. The truth is looking for some kind of connection, I mean obviously what kind of big secret is that? But I can't help it feel that literally everyone on any social media that I have just once little to nothing to do with me. I feel like their attributes about myself that others see as something as bad as demonic possession or something. I mean maybe I am crazy I know I'm probably said this before but I just can't shake the fact that when people look at me poor people talk to me they want less to do with me not more. I mean it's not something the others understand I don't think or that they want to admit it's not like they know me or my story in the app is pretty important I mean how I got here is a long way. I guess I like to pretend like I'm some kind of unique individual and in many ways I am but at the end of the day I'm still working in a stupid freaking retail store in a cheap apartment trying to survive paycheck to paycheck as I work on my book then I hope and pray might save me one day. I don't know maybe it's more likely that someone will find me dead, maybe I will be able to get back in the college and get a better advantage in life, Maybe the redneck will follow me home kidnap me and kill me for what I am merely what others perceive it to be in my life , and I know it's not usually what I perceive it to be but at least my eyes are open

[catherinesurvivesblog-blog]

you can't force someone to be your friend

but you can force someone to be miserable

mentalhydra

[catherinesurvivesblog-blog]

He swore all he had in his coat was a book

"the only one that mattered"

though I knew what he had and how he misused it , was dangerous,

it was his words that where weaponized.

eyes glow bright into tubular grand lights of gold and yellow, but there was no peripheral

only darkness... perceived

what was not illuminated was only darkness and it was made this way in his gaze

there was no reasoning

only infection

this tapeworm man infested the minds of thousands to multiply

and those immune, where the enemies to be demonized and destroyed

there was no escaping the light in his eyes, only death and conversion

with a mouth cannon plague to refine the contamination

and damnation with transparent and false retribution.

like that of a plastic sucurity blanket.

"do not ask again for warmth, for you have received all you need"

©mentalhydra