#november processing

[undiscoverednovember]

The experience of trying to play a pathfinder videogame really just boils down to a loading screen tip saying "don't forget to use your consumables before a fight so you don't die :3"

Then the consumables you get are like "potion of +3 hp that only works on a meat space full moon if you drip the blood of 4 different virgins on your laptop at 11:54:34 the morning before you installed the game" and if you don't use that potion you'll die in one hit to a random demon you had no way of knowing was immune to everything unless you had a certain amount of hp when you hit it

But I keep playing it because the story doesn't suck and I can't just replay Divinity 2 for a 7th time right now

[undiscoverednovember]

Loyalty rewards for EMS except it's a card that says "I have run on your address 7 times in 5 hours for the exact same complaint" and teleports them straight to a nursing facility

[undiscoverednovember]

I don't speak up for myself.

"it was black and white"

It has always been this grey.

You weren't looking.

You didn't notice?

No, I will not stop barking.

Just to comfort you.

That's why you struck me.

Isn't that why you did it?

To make me this strong?

You taught me to bite.

You taught me to swallow pain.

Now I cannot stop.

Does it bother you?

How loud your dog can be now,

Without permission?

I need no one's leave.

I need no comfort or grace.

No use for altars.

Injustice is here.

Pain, hopelessness, rage, and fear,

Are my permission.

I can forgive you.

You knew a different world.

Your pain was other.

You fear violent words.

But I will not be silent.

Just to comfort you.

[undiscoverednovember]

I was unsettled,

Long before you came around,

To say what was wrong.

[undiscoverednovember]

It is 8:04am and I have put Bill and Ted's Excellent Adventure on the station TV, much to the dismay of everyone on our crew under the age of 35.

This is going to be a good day whether it wants to be or not.

[undiscoverednovember]

Realistically I'm not much more than a stray cat, I think.

People don't mind me as long as I don't break anything or disturb the neighborhood, but nobody really wants to keep me around. They'll throw some attention my way if I look approachable and maybe even toss me some food

But I don't really belong anywhere. I'm out of place in crowds, I don't fit into people's lives in any meaningful way, and if I vanished tomorrow only a couple people would even notice

I just stick around because I haven't learned any better yet.

[undiscoverednovember]

No one taught me what to do once I'd outlived the option of dying young.

Guess I'll make some cookies or something idk

[undiscoverednovember]

I did not expected to be the designated "motorcycle" human of my friend group when I bought a cheap bike to get work and school. Now I have a carburetor in pieces on my kitchen floor and a buddy texting me to ask if a certain bike is a good starter/commuter.

You really just own stuff and people assume you know how to use it, huh?