KILL HIM
lately i've gotten ample chances to type like dirk strider. that's hopefully the only time in the next few paragraphs, or maybe, days, that i'll say his name, cuz he's pissing me off real bad. like so bad. i hate talking. so fuckin gmuch. this is awful.
but it's so much more approachable when i just do it the way he does! it makes me fact check what i'm saying, which puts emphasis on my words having meaning. this is important, and it emotionally distances me from those i'm talking to, which is Nice to Feel when i'm ending my life
but it feels even nicer when the person i'm talking to has Nothing to say about it. because they can understand why i'd...behave like that. i feel more seen than ever. that's horrendous. stop roleplaying dude. except i'm. i'm not roleplaying. if i could, and if i was Good at distancing myself, i'd talk like that forever. forever and ever. so many capitals. so many periods. all the time. so you never feel like i'm really Listening to you, who is using casual punctuation. and we will never truly understand each other. but you don't know that you Already Do understand me, and that what you Think of me is Really all there is to see, and that it Defines me more than you Know!
and that's all true no matter how i type, apparently.
we are accidents/waiting, waiting/to happen
thanks