That thing you need to redefine and validate your reality

i'd like to find it. days have become a blend of dates, of times, of subway trips and meaningless interactions with people in the form of their bag nailing my knee cap or their elbow knocking the wind out of me.

some days i think about turning around and screaming "fuck you"

but then i realize that they'd take 5 steps and forget me, and once again i'd blend in. what's the point in trying to stick out if you just fall back in.


i need some validation