NETTLE BOY

I’m gonna watch tv now and try not to think about anything ever

Garden of ugh

YES THAT IS MY OBSESSION

SITS IN CORNER FACING THE WAL

YES THAT IS MY OBSESSION

just want something to soften the edges of my distress

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

I’m gonna pout and float all in space

Garden of ugh

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

I’m gonna watch tv now and try not to think about anything ever

keep thinking I should do something but nah

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

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

Far far away In non-artist land

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

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

My corner shop only sells cancer and concrete

waking life is one long apology I am truly sorry

Garden of ugh

YES THAT IS MY OBSESSION

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

Just a git

Stretched out again Like a long legged goose Or something