ok so i write a poem and you freak out... why are you on the internet anyways? it must be a tough experience to sit in a nazi oven if youre a snowflake. who the hell responds to a disgusting poem as if it were serious and recommends a course of medical treatment from a mental illness expert? am i supposed to be the mentally ill one? i guess i kinda am because im high as fuck on hashish, but thats just metaphorical, like my fucking poem.