Being a human is so weird.

Cuz while I love to live and be who I am, I don’t even feel like I’m a human most days. Like yea I’m here and I’m breathing, but at the same time I feel like me, my real me. Is just a little fishy or Star being floating in the universe. Just chilling on an asteroid with a little blanket to keep me feeling good as I drift off and watch others experience. It’s such a good way to feel and look and like the midnight gospel, kinda, it feels like I’m just in a body to live. I don’t have any other kind of needs or other worldly wants, I’m here to experience and become and art peice of others, aswell as myself.

Some parts may hurt and spike, but when I’m not knee deep and panicking, I’m there to rewind and watch. To remember that experience and reflect on it so I can swallow it down better encase I become like that or someone needs my help. Of course not all pieces of me art hard and scratchy, but at the same time I love to watch. I love to experience and I love to just love.