Toxicity Detecting Device

I need to find a new toxicity detecting device.
People are nowadays sneakier in hiding their toxicity.
They play a role in which they appear to be pure, centered, whole, and then...gradually throw toxic thoughts into others, problems, baggage, bullshit.
There's something I've got that many people have, but most people don't see it, ignore what it is, or don't use it.

Today I had a bad feeling about someone...and I was effin right.......shit...

So I don't know.

I knew toxic when I saw it...now I ignore toxic until I'm suffocating.
I need a new detector...
I need a breath of fresh air.

And I need to stop fixing things.
Let them fix themselves.
Be a bit more selfish.
Ignore people's feelings a little more.
Stop helping, or trying to help.

That'll save me a couple slaps in the face.

I guess it's getting colder and more cynical here at the core...I don't mind...

bang bang.
L.M.

Pain

I've got a migraine...I shouldn't be staring at the screen, let alone writing, but for some reason I feel like if I don't my head will burst.
What the hell am I doing?
Who am I turning into?
I look at myself and I don't see me anymore, I see a distorted, disturbed, ruined version of myself, even though I do know I am doing things the way I am supposed to.
My days are totally blank and meaningless.
So are my thoughts.
Everything is related to working, money, what I want to do, plans, ideas...
My ability to randomly catch drifts is absolutely messed up.
It's messing me up.
I need to stop drifting.

Maybe levitate for a change...

Love, forever,

Lady Mynna, Gaia, me myself, and everybody else in my head...

Static

I am standing on one foot, on the last chair, which is balancing on a circus ball.
The last chair, is made of cotton candy and dissolves as an elephant blows moist air on it, taking its fluffiness, it's fullness away...
It will be dissolved.
I will fall from the cotton candy chair onto the circus ball and bounce...

Where? I don't know.

Just bounce.