random madness

i was walking through the snail cemetary
their bodies harvested for stardust...

sometimes i sit on the bus and look at old ladies and wonder if they're older versions of me from the future sent to see where exactly i messed up my life...

sometimes i have thoughts so crazy that i wonder how come no one else thinks these things too... how is this only my reality?

relevent quote: stay sane inside insanity, but he locked the door and threw away the key...