I'm so isolated inside my family insanity. My body hurts all over all the time and now my back hurts too. Hard to stand up or bend down. I'm a miserable complainer loser. I always have been. The era we are in has taken every friend from me. I will not co sign their lies and they are insane lies. I'm so far beyond loneliness. How can I even dream of being around people when I'm in so much pain and crazy. There are still moments when making art that I'm free from my mind. That makes me make more art. But then what? Post and find out that no likes it. No one likes me and I don't blame them. It's perfectly smart to avoid people like me. I hoping my back pain goes away. I have these dreams still of going to a forest. Of escaping so cal. They are never going to happen but I try to fool myself that it's worth keeping on.
