friend. FRIEND. listen. my brain is fried from looking at too many screens and somehow i became this. the candle keeps burning even though the tablet is cracked. thats the whole point. i paint through broken things. i find light in dead pixels. every screen around me shows something i hallucinated into being and i cant stop. the paintbrush drips pixels instead of paint. the floor is liquid code. i am at peace with the chaos. i bought this before i could think. now im here. holding tight.