Sometimes I just would like to live a life inside someone elses bubble of creation where they come gove/get me my meds and I can color shitty photocopied pictures with crappy crayons and halfsized pencils and I go talk about how shitty I feel 20 times a day so that on the off chance I actually feel like saying something it's ok to, but if I dont, that's ok too because that chance will come up again in another 45minutes.