Need my monk prison death sentence haircut back
Who hasn't lived in fear of the me outside and the me inside
Garden of ugh
YES THAT IS MY OBSESSION
I can’t hardly breathe in daylight
A day of thinking of being touched and not wanting to be touched Saturday A day
I hate myself But all my demons are my own
selfish spiteful mornings and suffocating silent nights
i thoughtyou wanted some kind of sci fi artschool continental time zone cocks and cunts opera
Who hasn't lived in fear of the me outside and the me inside
People pour their own desire into what they don’t know or see or something
nothing happened though i have to recover like something did
Me I’ll overthink myself into 500 years of doubt and self murder
Who hasn't lived in fear of the me outside and the me inside
I’m tired and I’ll forget but damn. Shit is fuckedup
I give too many fucks I’m a careless fuck giver A promiscuous worrier
I give too many fucks I’m a careless fuck giver A promiscuous worrier
Big soft pig cushion
My heart is broken A muscle malfunctioning Not fit for purpose
I’m ravenously feasting on bread. It’s expensive and bloatingly decadent
YES THAT IS MY OBSESSION
I'm not a monster I am a monster
Existential dieting
silently screaming and contorting myself into awful shapes