NETTLE BOY

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

Existential dieting

I can’t hardly breathe in daylight

I'm not a monster I am a monster

SITS IN CORNER FACING THE WAL

waking life is one long apology I am truly sorry

I hate myself But all my demons are my own

just want something to soften the edges of my distress

Who hasn't lived in fear of the me outside and the me inside

To be in love With candid kitchen you

Sweating is far too polyester abhorrent Lightly perspiring Awaiting correspondence

Just a git

all the beauty I’m not and the intimacy I’m not having It’s a full time job

To be in love With candid kitchen you

Garden of ugh

It's dark and quiet and nothing can hurt me now The day demons are dead

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

My sofa Saturday Sockless and serene A Buddhist calm A pitbull grin

keep thinking I should do something but nah

Does nothing - shocker!

My corner shop only sells cancer and concrete

I suck Thank fuck for great things I can sit with

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