The stye is no ordinary stye

If I were a Self Portrait,
with a stye along my glare.

Its not like I don't remember how to think anymore, I just don't remember to remember what I think and am incapable of recording it now. I sit blue throated surrounded by blueteeth.
How do you even say that really. Bluetooths?

Stapletooth.

The moment you start feeling in control, you start feeling better.
Also, if you remember this principle applies to everyone,
you'll know how to start being in control.

Also if you don't care about either, doesn't stop you from blogging about it.