On holding tension in different places. I don’t hold much tension in my eyes. When I see someone else with tension in their eyes I think, “What the hell are they doing that for?” But I hold my tension in other places. I don’t know where, exactly. Probably my butthole or something. People are likely looking at me and thinking, “Why the hell is that guy holding so much tension in his anus? What an idiot!” Maybe we have to accept the tension. Maybe it’s the thing keeping us here in this world. Keeping us here to learn the lessons. A way of holding on. Maybe when we let go, the universe disappears. I’m not ready for that yet. Where do you hold your tension?
I bought a set of butt-plugs a few years ago to help reduce tension in my butthole. I highly recommend it. After I got into my drug trouble, my parents had to clear out my apartment, and the butt-plug set mysteriously disappeared. I suppose there is nothing stopping me from buying another set.
Families on Instagram. How often do you see families in the real world having as much fun as they are on Instagram? I work in a lolly shop. One of the most fun places on Earth. Mostly what I see is arguments. Parents saying no to everything. Kids being annoying. Parents being annoying. Kids pushing boundaries. I would like to see more Instagram posts of families having arguments. Serious facial expressions and stuff. That would entertain me. That would be real.
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