What's Freedom Like?

Hello.

The Topic Explains it All.

So.

Answer The Question.

Thanx (!!!)… . … :cat:

It’s like chocolate cake before bedtime

You See, I’m Staying at a House Under The Loose Supervision of The Clinic I Go to.

I Was Jus Informed at “dinner”, That I Have to Leave Tomorrow Morning And Go To Another Supervised House All Day.

I Was There During Last Winter And Was Almost Attacked For Trying to Keep The Peace.

The Girl Who Lived There Stood in Front of The Guy And Wouldn’t Move.

And Then After Some Long Moments It Finally Ended And He Left.

She Doesn’t Live There Anymore.

N e Hoo.

I Don’t Want to Go Back There.

Where I Stay at Now.

I Had to Call The Police With The Hope, No One Would Get Seriously Injured.

So There’s Always That.

Plus All The Work I Do After FINALLY Getting Back Online.

In Which I Don’t Want to Get Erased or Altered.

But, I Tried to Let The Owner of The House I Stay at, That Everything Will Be Fine. Iv’e Been Here Plenty of Time All Day Alone.

Now She Won’t Budge.

Paranoia?.

Commonsense?.

Either or, I Have No Choice to Be Insanely Vulnerable. ONCE AGAIN.

I Am Waiting For My Apartment in The Meantime.

And I’ve Been Waiting Over 6 Month’s.

Too Long of a Wait in Dangerous Places.

So.

What Does Freedom Feel Like (???)… . …

That Sounds Ridiculous And ■■■■■■■ Terrible…,

Thanx (!!!).

You See I’m Not Scared of These Meaningless ■■■■■■■

It’s The Rest of My Entire Sphere of Existence on The Line… . …

Thus Has Been Going On For Years.

These People Fall And Faint And Wind Down into Nothingness. Into Endless Oblivion…,

And Grabs Anything That Still Has Breath. For Meaning to Their Hopelessness… . …

I’m a Lottery Ticket

Let Them Eat Chocolate Cake

Wasn’t There an Article on The Washington Post That Chocolate Cake Causes Cancer (???)… . …

N e Hoo.

BOB MARLEY is on The Radio…,

Everything Will Be Fine…,

(by) (the) (way)

My Long Lost Pup Friend From Long Ago, His Name Rhymes With MARLEY…,

HARLEY (!!!).

Love Ya Pup PUP (!!!)… . … :blue_heart:

Isn’t it Ironic That it’s Valentines Day… . …

I Left to Walk to The Store One Day And Left My Computer On…,

Well When I Got Back, I Was Signed Off of My Spotify Account…,

And Couldn’t Log Back in.

More Irony.

So Much Paranoia

Not Interested in The Noble Peace Prize OBAMA!.

GO AWAY (!!!)… . … :green_heart:

Hmm.

Hey!,

Could I Be Escorted to That Mean House With a Tank (???)… . … :purple_heart:

And Then I Ramble And Wander And Ramble And Wander…,

With No Feedback.

YAY!.

WHEN I GET MY APARTMENT IM GONNA TEAR THE MUSIC INDUSTRY APART

in a good way (OF COURSE) (!!!).(!!!)

I’m Jus a Musician Guys And or Gals

Please Don’t Hit Me Too Hard

And Don’t Say it Like Samwell

“NOT TOO HARD”

Ugh

And to Think, I Jus Revisited Pitchfork Last Night And Discovered The Band (OR) Artist (Still a Band Though), CINDY LEE (!!!).

Was Gonna Create Another EP on My YouTube Account in The Future With Them in Mind.

N e Hoo.

Now I’m Thinking The Home Owner is Going to Destroy All of The Work I’ve Been Doing Online While I’m Away…,

UGH (!!!)

Someone Jus Tell Me I’m Being Unreasonable

There’s Nothing I Can Say or Do Because I Will Be Asked, “DID YOU TAKE YOUR PILLS?”.

“YOU ARE BEING PARANOID.”.

And So On And So On And So On.

What The ■■■■

“no apartment for you little boy”

And No One Here Says Anything Because…

Well.

Unless it’s About Chocolate Cake.

Such a Helpful Comment on a Very Serious Subject.

And All I Can Do is Lay in The Middle of The Freeway And Say, ‘So Long And Thanks For All of The Fish’ (!!!).

She is Cute Though

Hey ZOOEY (!!!).

Love Ya Babe (!!!)… . …