i am a [peacock] showing my [plumes] to noone in particular, in other words, in other words
i'm a loser baby, so why dont you kill me
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when oo are curious, shout wild like monkey and go slam bed with fist after wake, only to discover that significant other lying there too, then welcome
blug welcome
to (not) jam
https://file.garden/amCRTQOdSwugFeeN/lying%20face%20down%20in%20the%20dirt.mp3
i was expecting a visitor that afternoon, and when he arrived I realized that I didn't know anything other than I was expecting a visitor, she introduced herself as Margret, but I decided to call her Ziggy.
Ziggy let herself in and brought with her, a feather cushion and a large tin of some sort.
she told me to stand in the middle of my living room, she sounded very official
she stood behind me and poured what could
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scruffbaggisrecording
2 weeks ago
have been black paint over my head, before ripping open the cushion and dumping it onto me. she lead me to a window and I felt a longing to fly, i jumped out, but landed quickly on the ground. I live in a bungalow it all felt rather silly after that
I woke up lying face down in the dirt, I must have stayed that way for an hour or two.
despite the fact that I could only see dirt
i think people started to come up to me.
they started to begin a debate around whether or not to pick me up, some talked about calling an ambulance, but were quickly shushed.
at some point, there were police officers yelling at me to pick myself up
i had intended to, but all the yell
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scruffbaggisrecording
2 weeks ago
ling was making it more frightening to get up, and so I thought it better to pretend I was dead it took two hours before paramedics had declared me, biologically alive, but otherwise, voluntarily dead I felt that description was apt
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and hey! look at that, there WAS black mold in my reusable water bottle and I DID take a break from neocities! feeling better!
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is it pretension, or genuine mental illness? you be the judge!