#i cant breathe
hey fellas last night i took a medication which is more or less the anxiety equivalent of a horse tranquilizer & essentially enterred the fifth dimension of sleepwalking in which i awoke but enterred a dissociative fit so strong i was really confused why my loving girlfriend was not my good friend and fellow viking bjorn, who i had to bring some furs to. also i might’ve cried about this. don’t remember
was informed i left out the best part of this 3am experience which was the bit where i, in tears, gestured to our dog and shouted, “i don’t know what this is!”
bruh you astral planed so hard you fell back into a past life
Your life was snuffed by oppressors whose intent was to murder you for no reason. Does this make any sense?
R.I.P King Floyd
Troubled times call for action.
Amandla Awethu (the power is ours)
Any form of art is a form of power; it has impact, it can affect change - it can not only move us, it makes us move -Ossie Davis
Haha Jonathan you are sexually repressed