yaya

[dead man]

I comb, I shave. It takes ten seconds. Least that's what I tell myself. It's more like ten minutes so people won't think I have bad hair, but why does that matter? We're making life a disaster hoping for the light to come afterwards. Self-fulfilling prophecies. All unique snowflakes. All crystal in quality.

first part was a stark look into your own world through the lens of social interaction vanity and humility. a lot is revealed in a few words. rest was a dope follow-up. can't go wrong with a fight club reference.

Matrices of lies. Whatever makes you survive. Take what you like. Hate what you despise. That Satanist vibe that's still awake in your basement with knives.

I'm usually prone to skip over super overt topics such as satan or jesus or god cause frankly it's very rare that anyone dropping OMs here has anything intriguing or new to say about the subject that isn't completely derivative of a prior thinker. but for it's stylistics alone i could vibe with this segment.

I'm noticing a severe upswing regarding the inspiration of your writing here. finding your voice it seems..

thanks


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