Inspired nonsense!

I don't understand why time and time again people are so drawn to the generic. What appeal lies in that pot of grey shit besides comfort and continuity? I feel like in the moment I realised this robotic conformity and desired to escape, everyone else should have too. People seems to think everything is great, as brilliant as triple rainbows and fairy bread but I don't get it. They tell stories that are neither interesting nor funny and they become these stories; dull and deadly. I don't appreciate much of anything anymore. Things that are good have to be actually good, and things that are bad just have to be a tiny bit bad. Kinda like a loaf of bread, and if one slice is mouldy, you don't sigh, chuck out the piece then eat the rest. You chuck out the whole damn thing. My entire social environment has darkened, I dislike so often that it's become my standard response. I've grown out of the ability to forgive them for their ignorance and flaws. I cringe and hurt when I find people are still trapped, it becomes a reflection of myself and I don't even struggle, just let them talk and I talk and we all talk alike and fall weak to our tedious minds. We question in whispering voices then let the thoughts go like helium pumped balloons. Am reading 'Oh the places you'll go!" by Dr. Seuss. Love zat man.

Quotes because everyones loves them. YUH, I AM EVERYWUN!

"In my world, everyone's a pony and they all eat rainbows and poop butterflies!"

"Think left and think right and think low and think high. Oh, the thinks you can think up if only you try!"

"When beetles fight these battles in a bottle with their paddles and the bottle's on a poodle and the poodle's eating noodles...they call this a muddle puddle tweetle poodle beetle noodle bottle paddle battle."

"ASAP. Whatever that means. It must mean, 'Act swiftly awesome pacyderm!"

"Gray day. Everything is gray. I watch. But nothing moves today."

So much tongue twisting goodness.