I wrote this at... shit I don't know, one in the morning? it doesn't even make a huge amount of sense to me, so if it doesn't make sense at all to anyone else that's cool but I'm not letting it rot in my notes app because that just annoys the shit out of me.

-Donnie

at the very bare bones, life is created by confusion and maybe even fear (then again, the two go hand in hand like a needle in that crack in the sidewalk.). some sort of video game dynamic surrounds how the world works. find the key to get to here but where the fuck is the key? it's somewhere impossible to reach, and you never get this or that or you do get this but you don't get that. fucking game is teasing you again, huh. we are surrounded by the fact that the only things we want are the only things we can't have. hell, that's probably why some of us want [blank]. you can't crave what you can easily get to.

   terror keeps you from this but it leads you to that so well shit, where are we even going? the train's going off the rails but there's a ledge to each side of the road (or whatever) so you're just going to die no matter what you do. sit back and enjoy the ride I guess. but it's not that not easy, is it.
 
   you're staring at a door you need to open but do you really want to go in? do you even have a choice though? just down another can of diet caffeinated bullpiss to keep yourself awake and shut everything out like always because you're already just like your father, might as well waste your life and be an ignorant asshat like he is too, right?

constants are constants. right?