My Brain Resets Way Too Often

The only company for me is my own

Mankind is made out of polyethylene

Can I say I like something without a ontologically evil divine force (my fuckass depression) taking it away from me real quick?

I'm lowkey unimportant

I don't know much about marxism (yet) but man how I hate property

Far too normal to be who id like to be far too weird to be what people around me would like me to be

Waaa I don't want my days centered around me hating myself...... I have chores to do...

I think there's a big incongruence between my body & my mind but i don't see why they should have to match anyway.

All i wanna do is play videogames

One day no one will remember me and I'll be still alive