i don't even listen to the man in my head

it took me like five years to finish this book haha (i just have what "they" call add)
i am so fucking funny without trying, budapest is the capital of hungary so i was right and wrong at the same time, all the while still proving my point (such unintended brilliance)
no point in studying a map so...
what if all these countries are in a completely different place
no drugs in my car so not nervous
fuck you
crazy bitch alert!
the vortex was excited but alas...
i guess we'll never know what that was about (probably halloween, amy)
fun little detour due to impulse (aren't you proud of me for never getting a smart phone)
nice little segway back into this book on mental illness
thomas szasz is my hero
"mental illness" is umbrella term that doesn't mean anything
it was a slippery slope from the get go
before the ssris took over
women were prescribed benzos back in the day
kinda proves that feminism was dumb and a brainwashing technique
even terrible people have some good points
there's no way to prove mental illness
neurologists should replace psychiatrists
the moon or whatever the fuck that is
imma pretend that i'm like everyone else
all these people are so stupid and they look at me like i'm crazy
just make em laugh and you'll be fine
few and far between but still out there
they have to have a good sense of humor
good on you for taking some time away from your sporting event to notice that this place is a total shithole
no. not bitter.