One day, you get a knock on your door. When you open it, you see the protagonist from your favorite book standing there, wide-eyed. “I know you won’t believe me,” they say, “but you’re the main character of my favorite book. I know how it ends and I’m here to change it.”
“Oh thank god, my life is really spiraling out of control lately” you say, relieved
Harry Potter pulls out a handgun “I think you misunderstand the point of this visit”
do you ever just get the feeling where you want to draw something really cool and flowy with lots of motion and you get ur art program booted up and just stare at the blank canvas like this
i remember when youtube changed their colour theme for the loading bar (and such) from white to black i was just like what the fuck. what the enitre fuck.
but now, i just feel outta place as everything changes. nothing to me moves forward. it only ever changes, in a good or bad way depends entirely on your opinion.
ive never felt like i was belonging, not here, not now, not with anything or anyone. but that was okay because it is my life. but now i feel like the world’s shifting at a pace i should be able to keep up with, but i just cant seem to walk along side it. so im just here. whistling tunes while everything changes around me.
and youtube changes its fucking theme every 2 weeks but what can you do. what can you ever do you, yourself in this lost world, this forgotten and forgettable place.its okay to just whistle time away, to lay there in the dirt, ground or whatever floats your boat and be.
i guess this is it. no matter how passionate i am, how glorious life can be, the only constant i can reach out to is change, when ill be dust ill change again, and again, and again. like the youtube colour theme.
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