I can’t fucking sleep.

I’m banned from everything except LRH and /pol/ but on the bright side at least Jack and Zuck don’t get to play silly putty with my mind. Not that any of this propaganda or any of these lies are that big of an improvement.

I’m thinking about the one who shall not be named, whom I hate more than AT&T: “ohhhhhh look at me I’m an activist, I looted a Gucci store.”

Fuck her.

(Don’t go to bed mad.)

(Don’t go to bed mad.)

(Don’t go to bed mad.)

 

3 o’clock, just can’t close my eyes
Something’s wrong with me
I can’t deal, I can’t go to sleep
There’s something in my heart
The streets keep calling me

— Thundercat, 3AM