some of you never played online dressup games while sitting in a huge beat up desk chair while being yelled at by your mom when you were kids and it shows. grow up
the main reason i dread family events is because it is guaranteed someone will bring up the fresh prince of bel air remix rap i wrote about my grandma a few hours after she died to commemorate her life
Identity is a prison! Let yourself respond authentically to each moment as it arrives, without being bound to the narrative of who you think you are! The self is a construct! The truth of your existence is ever changing and infinite as the universe is ever changing and infinite! Abandon the stories of your past selves and be present and alive in this very moment! IDENTITY IS DEAD! THE SELF IS DEAD! YOU ARE ALIVE!
i wonder how i’m gonna die. will i be shot because they’re jealous of my massive penis? car crash because i’m distracted by my massive penis? die of old age, i have a massive penis