A Little Bit Of Bleach And Water Should Do The Trick Because Changing The Sky Isnt What Changes You.

A little bit of bleach and water should do the trick because changing the sky isn’t what changes you. Don’t run away anymore.

“You are revered and put on a pedestal. You’re not one of them. They’ve separated you into ‘us and them’ except you are the ‘them.’”

Monologue: The Time I Became the Worshipped Figure of a Cult

I’ve always been satisfied with the life I live. Sounds like something a boring person would say, right? Exactly! I was happy being a boring person, and I’m not ashamed of that. It was a good life. Did I like doing what I did? Not really but, it was easy, and I always had free time. I had more free time than working hours, so what I did in my working hours didn’t matter. I didn’t have much of a social life. In fact, I don’t have much of a social life. Hang on. Stop interrupting me; I’m getting there. Goodness gracious, you people are all in a rush aren’t you. Anyway, the other day I went to the museum, and made a couple jokes with some dumb kids. There was a mixture of coincidence and my dumb sense of humor that ripped away my ordinary life. I have a sense of humor that only old people seem to like. People always think my jokes sound too serious to be a joke, and they don’t get what I’m trying to say. No, I’m not just not funny. Humor is all subjective anyway. Back to where we were earlier, uhm, everything went wrong that day. I’m still unsure of the full details, but when I woke up the next day, there was a cult that worships me. Things led to things because cult people do weird stuff, and I was framed for murder. I swear I had nothing to do with any of this, so I plead confused. You want to know why I don’t have a lawyer? They murdered the lawyer too! When? Five minutes ago! If you haven’t noticed half of the jury is wearing gray robes and crocs? Wait a second. When did, you all get here. See, I told you! They’re a cult! Why are you all here? Go away! No, I’m not immortal! What kind of question is that, and how in the world did you manage to organize such a massive movement already. I’m literally a nobody. Did you just kill the judge? You people can’t do that! What is going on?

lol I am so stressed but the school year will be over soon and this is good

One of my major flaws is never thinking I’m good enough. I never think the things that I put everything into will be worth something, and I beat myself up if it’s “not right.” Because of this, when someone points out a mistake that I made because I didn’t notice a rule or something obvious, it drives me to tears. It’s not that I can’t take criticism because I can. It’s not that I don’t like being told when I’m wrong because I should be corrected. It’s that I beat myself up for not catching it myself. I know that I’m intelligent. I know that I work really hard. I know I do my best. None of it ever seems to stop me from criticizing myself. It doesn’t help that I have a parent who constantly tells me a disappointment.

Night;)