Mr. Brightside
Today I'm appreciating that I never experience full-on mania. Instead I get a lot of small manic blips in between psuedo-manias. It's like I'm always on just a little more heroin than meth, but I slip in a little Addy sometimes and that slow releases to really melodramatic hyper-focused bursts of sadness energy and the itches. I stay up reading and scratching and watching and pulling things out of drawers and ottomans and making small islands and doing too much laundry when its dark and the outside is a vast clearing that seems perfect for something to rush through and then i realize that i've got four bottles of shampoo and a new foaming body wash because it was clearanced but it's probably made by children out of baby seal tears and one hundred percent carcinogenic and i'm garbage and all i do is make garbage so much garbage maybe i should open a store that makes soaps that don't have to be packaged but i bet that would be really expensive maybe i should s