Alright, I’m joining the Taliban.
I don’t. I typically don’t have dreams at all most nights because of all the stimulants I abuse (I’ll sleep but not experience REM sleep or something).
I’ve read (Reddit comments and shit, never any “official” or scientific source) about people having dreams like this, where they’re so organic and detailed and seem to last long spans of time; AFAIK there isn’t a term for it and I wish there were/hope there is.
Way better, but that’s because there’s nothing sloshing around in there.
Fucking HELL I need to charge my headphones.
I’ve always wondered about that: what it’s like to be selected as a juror for a case that’s fucked up/gruesome/traumatizing.
I groundscored a couple days’ worth of someone’s prescription contact lenses and holy shit having never put contacts on before it was a fucking weird experience, like touching the face of God but it’s my eyeball.
drug use reference
And yes I know I probably shouldn’t be putting random contact lenses on but whatever, I probably shouldn’t be smoking meth either. *flicks cigarette*
Low hanging fruit: “Lol,” “I don’t care,” etc.
Higher-order stuff I call out directly: “I know you don’t actually give a shit about [x y z],” “You’re trying to gaslight,” etc.
Something something True Detective something something Carcosa.
CW/TW drugs, depression, everything basically
I haven’t really posted in a while. I kinda feel like my life is falling apart.
My ex friend is obsessed with Legend of Zelda. :(