HF's Live Journal

 There's a switch inside my head. This switch always puts me back into my default state no matter the conditions I'm in. I could be happy, sad, scared, drunk, or having fun but one flip of the switch and *click* away goes any sort of emotion I was previously experiencing. Maybe it's just a survival instinct. Maybe it's a curse. I don't know what it is. What I do know is that default state. The state in which I no longer feel anything, I stare past anything and calmly take in the absurdity of universe and reality and start to pointlessly drift in the space, only to snap out of it some time later and start feeling again. Maybe it's something like an autopilot mode. There's something very calming yet malicious in it that I maybe could feel something towards if I could feel at all. But deep inside, I've always taken comfort in it. Knowing that I'll never lose myself and know who and what I am. Still, it comes at a price. I haven't been able to apprec

 I had a strange dream last night. I was walking down an empty wrote in the middle of a green field. It looked like early morning, around 7 AM on a dark winter day or something. The sun was barely lighting up the sky and I looked up. I noticed a strange formation for clouds. For one, a side of the formation was super lit by the sun, even tho the sun was barely up yet. That side was glowing in a yellow-ish orange color. However, weird darker-colored cones were protruding from the formation. These cones looked like hurricanes that were slowly reaching towards the ground in an attempt to drill holes in them. The cones were still so high in the sky. Somehow in the span of few minutes, the shapes of the cones started to change. By the time I could finally see them clearly, it looked like the cones were opening up and turning into multiple thinner and curly-looking cones. Now I could see those cones were actually taking the shape of tentacles, like something you'd see attached to a sea c

I'm sure you've heard about the people that live in their mom's basement. This group of people consists of those probably in their 20's or even 30's that refuse to leave the comfort of the nest and face the cruel world outside. Maybe you currently belong in this group as well? Yeah, I know. It probably sounds a little harsh, but isn't reality always harsh? Hey, I'm not judging tho. I understand that in the current economy, no matter where you on located on this planet, there are some (or many, depending on your situation) benefits to doing this. However, what if the roles were reversed? What if you're an upstanding young person working multiple jobs, struggling to save up any money while your blood-sucking mother lives in your house? A mother that refuses to get a job and make a single dime per month despite not shutting up about her "prestigious" education level (Language Bachelors in a no-name university) and "very high" IQ level (9