this train of thought happened cause i listened to a movie being watched and i thought for a moment one of the people sounded like cam clarke for some reason and now we’re here

naked snake was also referred to as just “snake” but back then there was only one snake to call “snake” but by solid there are multiple snakes

nobody ever refers to him as “solid” (as far as i’m aware anyway)

doesn’t entirely have to do with what i’ve been posting about today but i think there might be something to take away from that

i just want to love the things i love without feeling like a potential dumbass with poor taste, without these intrusive thoughts continuously breathing down the back of my neck.

it frustrates me to no end and i don’t know what to do about it, if i should do something about it, if saying anything about it makes me look like a childish idiot who’s a loser for thinking that way and should just suck it up and accept it. i’m so tired of it.

all of these thoughts have plagued my mind for months, years even. i’ve spent so long trying to figure out how to express why it bothers me so much in a way that makes sense, that it actually *sounds* like what i feel

and for what? to laugh at those who say dumb shit in response? to try and be funny? i honestly can’t tell sometimes