The horror of waking up as myself. Again
i thoughtyou wanted some kind of sci fi artschool continental time zone cocks and cunts opera
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Big soft pig cushion
Far far away In non-artist land
No drama Except the shit I have in my head
People pour their own desire into what they don’t know or see or something
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no food starve die die u bastard
i was panicking that i was forgetting what you look like
It's dark and quiet and nothing can hurt me now The day demons are dead
i sleeps with the fridges
Weird is better than all them other fuckrrs who aren't you
i sleeps with the fridges
Any fucker who says it’s artistic and temperament of artist can fuck right off Mentally illness sucks
nothing happened though i have to recover like something did
YES THAT IS MY OBSESSION
arse piece *giggle*
The horror of waking up as myself. Again
I’m ravenously feasting on bread. It’s expensive and bloatingly decadent
SITS IN CORNER FACING THE WAL
Need my monk prison death sentence haircut back
Sweating is far too polyester abhorrent Lightly perspiring Awaiting correspondence
love songs are kind of abstracted to me because of how my life was is … SHRUGS