how lucky i am to be on my own

so many people dunno how to be alone
what about that uterus
i'm supposed to make art
everything that i am i'm supposed to be
i don't feel sorry for myself anymore
i used to be so jelly of normies
all you can do on my planet is make art
you just terrify everyone with what you have to say
einstein baby that cps would try to take away
that's a lotta dead social workers
needs to be a major uprising
what would it take to break the system completely
has to be divine intervention of some sort
they're only gonna get worse just like they've always done
not gonna bid on humanity
can't wait to subtract reality inside/outside (of) themselves
psychosis yawl
the results are in, people love their sin
i don't expect more, so very sore from watching this
anything could happen really
make some popcorn, NOT A Q PERSON
don't trust anyone that goes by one letter of the alphabet
q has so few words starting with that letter, further evidence that it cannot be trusted
q not u, great band name
where's u anon, there's a joke in there somewhere