Honest Thoughts Time

Trying to keep busy honestly I just can’t cope right now. I am pretty much on autopiolot for life at the moment. Ask me what I want for supper or what I should wear today my head would explode. I just cant deal with day to day crap anymore.


I just dont want to deal with no support system right now I had a great one with things to look forward to maybe still do maybe I don’t.

I am moveing forward though which is the oddest part. My own brain is telling me everything is completely fucked and should be breaking down down anyday now.

Today providing I pass a rental credit check I will have a new place to live on the first of febuary. It will be alot better for me then this place.

So hopefuly that turns my week around its been a great start to the year fallowed by upsets and loss of control.  I will keep going it would just be nice if i didn’t have to cook and decided what i am going to cook right now.









Published by: mitch fourtwenty

I write fiction, do street art, used to paint trains but that's really hard when your old, they just always seemed so dull and NY had better trains then we did with more color so i always liked throwing paint at my trains, I have one main blog which is my idea board which you are probably free to steel from just don't let me catch you with my more professional lawyers, I was depressed at one point in life because people kept pointing out i was different then them thanks, I guess i am, I don't fit in anywhere particular but I'm pretty happy because it seems like instead i fit in everywhere. I occasionally use grape vines to talk at some people, which are slow but un hack-able, I'm also my own medical researcher and a host of other nifty job titles i don't mind doing for myself it makes me happier each day! I am intelligent to the point where i'm hyper curious about things so i tend to ask alot of question about stuff if peole dont piss on me for having the super human ability of curiosity which keeps me learning despite a system that turned its back on me long ago, I still survive and write, one day i might go public but considering I'm probably wanted in my home town and don't even know it because i never got caught i don't often clue people in on who i am on earth, on the inter webs. while i have many masks that may seems scary even to some people I'm genuinely just a man making his community a better place to live for everyone he talks to that ever had a sad story who erased my metal ass face? I liked my metal face?

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