Uncertainty Principle

poetry

Holy molly, Daisy calling. Just realized I'm too up in the clouds. Even if I fog down, my vicarious curiosity tells me to fuck off. It doesn't want to touch the floor unless it knows for sure, and even then it might be wrong. So wtf, curiosity? Why can't you be more than innocently curious 🙄...

Posted Dec 4, 2025, 9:46 PM UTC

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