Andrew Callaghan

What sucks about it too is like when you try to talk to people about it, oftentimes it gets mistaken for an existential crisis or like a philosophical musing. Like what if I'm the only person? No, it is a sensation. I am the only person. Your brain is telling you that. And so when people try to talk you out of it, they're typically not doing it well. They're like, what do you mean?

What sucks about it too is like when you try to talk to people about it, oftentimes it gets mistaken for an existential crisis or like a philosophical musing. Like what if I'm the only person? No, it is a sensation. I am the only person. Your brain is telling you that. And so when people try to talk you out of it, they're typically not doing it well. They're like, what do you mean?

We're here together. And I'm like, you're the hallucination.

We're here together. And I'm like, you're the hallucination.

We're here together. And I'm like, you're the hallucination.

I didn't even think about that.

I didn't even think about that.

I didn't even think about that.

This guy thinks he's the fucking center of the universe.

This guy thinks he's the fucking center of the universe.

This guy thinks he's the fucking center of the universe.

Yeah, it sounds like I'm justifying sociopathic behavior.

Yeah, it sounds like I'm justifying sociopathic behavior.

Yeah, it sounds like I'm justifying sociopathic behavior.

Yeah, we're all just a hallucination for you to enjoy.

Yeah, we're all just a hallucination for you to enjoy.

Yeah, we're all just a hallucination for you to enjoy.

But I remember I would look at cars driving by the window of my mom's apartment and I would just try to imagine myself being the driver of that car and being like, they're here too. You know what I mean? Like, it's not just me. And I would convince myself and I'd be like, no, it is just me. And I would stare at my own eyes in the mirror and being like, who is that fucking guy?

But I remember I would look at cars driving by the window of my mom's apartment and I would just try to imagine myself being the driver of that car and being like, they're here too. You know what I mean? Like, it's not just me. And I would convince myself and I'd be like, no, it is just me. And I would stare at my own eyes in the mirror and being like, who is that fucking guy?

But I remember I would look at cars driving by the window of my mom's apartment and I would just try to imagine myself being the driver of that car and being like, they're here too. You know what I mean? Like, it's not just me. And I would convince myself and I'd be like, no, it is just me. And I would stare at my own eyes in the mirror and being like, who is that fucking guy?