people staring too hard i do not normally walk like this i don’t talk like this i am a fleshy lump expanding and contracting and constricting and looking for a way home the train stops at the same station, lindbergh again, lindbergh again, lindbergh again, doors open close train goes, slows to a halt, doors open lindbergh again, lindbergh again i am ready to go home i have a listicle for you to read and images for you to look at and scrolling for you to scroll and scrolling for you to stop what you’re doing oh my fuckign god are you fucking serious, more fucking proof that you exist as if the internet needs more fucking clutter
