In the land of gods and monsters, I was an angel. Living in the garden of evil, Screwed up, scared, doing anything that I needed. Shining like a fiery beacon
me: hmm… i wonder if the reason im doing this unhealthy thing… is because it’s at least something i know how to control… unlike that glaring problem in my life that i dont understand how to fix?
the microsoft paperclip that lives in my brain and thinks it has a phd because it took a semester of ap psych in high school: hi! it looks like you’re using language of introspection. are you trying to self-actualize?
me: i need to do it on my own this time, clippy
Satan: Akira, Akira, Akira, look, okay, I get it. You had a really bad day. You’re stressed out, some people died-
Akira: ALL MY FRIENDS AND FAMILY!!
Satan: Not the point. They’re dead now. And really who’s fault is that?
Akira: YOURS!!
Satan: Thats right, no one’s.