NETTLE BOY

House sleepers important too

Everything dusty Springfield or dusty bin

I hate myself But all my demons are my own

Sweating is far too polyester abhorrent Lightly perspiring Awaiting correspondence

The horror of waking up as myself. Again

So sweet yes Honeycomb bones

I suck Thank fuck for great things I can sit with

no food starve die die u bastard

I’m ravenously feasting on bread. It’s expensive and bloatingly decadent

arse piece *giggle*

I tell the truth against my nature or with you the daylight sneaks in

Weird is better than all them other fuckrrs who aren't you

I’m tired and I’ll forget but damn. Shit is fuckedup

Me I’ll overthink myself into 500 years of doubt and self murder

My only talent is for dreamless sleep As we dig deeper into The hated months

I give too many fucks I’m a careless fuck giver A promiscuous worrier

I tell the truth against my nature or with you the daylight sneaks in

Any fucker who says it’s artistic and temperament of artist can fuck right off Mentally illness sucks

My corner shop only sells cancer and concrete

YES THAT IS MY OBSESSION

I only want your vision Not some useless other idea of you

My corner shop only sells cancer and concrete