selfish spiteful mornings and suffocating silent nights
Poking wounds with rusty spoons
No drama Except the shit I have in my head
delayed response because couldnt remember how to reply
i sleeps with the fridges
Any fucker who says it’s artistic and temperament of artist can fuck right off Mentally illness sucks
To own desired objects
Weird is better than all them other fuckrrs who aren't you
Garden of ugh
Weird is better than all them other fuckrrs who aren't you
i thoughtyou wanted some kind of sci fi artschool continental time zone cocks and cunts opera
all the beauty I’m not and the intimacy I’m not having It’s a full time job
The horror of waking up as myself. Again
selfish spiteful mornings and suffocating silent nights
I do want to add cooking to the very short list of thing I do which consists of basically sleeping and worrying
A day of thinking of being touched and not wanting to be touched Saturday A day
People pour their own desire into what they don’t know or see or something
SITS IN CORNER FACING THE WAL
At any other point in history I wouldve been dead for years
I’m gonna pout and float all in space
i thoughtyou wanted some kind of sci fi artschool continental time zone cocks and cunts opera
Everything dusty Springfield or dusty bin
no food starve die die u bastard
I’m ravenously feasting on bread. It’s expensive and bloatingly decadent