Caught myself scrolling..
5 minutes turned into 15 and I walked away feeling emptied.
More empty than when I started.
I liked people less.
I was less attracted to them.
I had less hope.
It passes, but still..
Only an idiot would fail to realize that it has an effect on you.
The Christians are over the fuckin top with it, the radical ones..
But there’s something to it…
Letting demons into your mind.
Letting that negativity get at you..
The takeaway?
What you put into your head, whom you put into your head… Matters…
It makes a difference to how you feel..
Imma go smash some hookers in the head with a hammer in grand theft Auto..
Healthier 👍
(the point?)
Self control.
We, as a people,lack the discipline needed.
To filter out.
To turn people “off”.
To demand some goddamn peace for five fucking minutes..
We’d rather gaze at the crystal ball.
Look for people to fight.
Look for girls we want to fuck.
Look for icons, so we can pretend to be them.
Steal their moves.
Because we’re too lame to develop our own.
Catch our reflection and start masturbating to it…
We’re so cool!
Oh my god, we are absolutely magnetic!
Mesmerizing!
….Nope!
I tell you,, I say…
It might be fine for you.
It’s not great for me.
And life is better without all that noise.
Choose your noise wisely.
Ask yourself why you keep the company you do.
Don’t be afraid to turn it all off..
If you can..
(drag)
Yeah.. this entry kinda has a bummer vibe..
My bad.
That’s on me.
Might just be some junkie behavior…
Also on me.
dawn 