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SITS IN CORNER FACING THE WAL
It's dark and quiet and nothing can hurt me now The day demons are dead
Does nothing - shocker!
I’m ravenously feasting on bread. It’s expensive and bloatingly decadent
People pour their own desire into what they don’t know or see or something
I suck Thank fuck for great things I can sit with
I hate myself But all my demons are my own
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My sofa Saturday Sockless and serene A Buddhist calm A pitbull grin
nothing happened though i have to recover like something did
It's dark and quiet and nothing can hurt me now The day demons are dead
no food starve die die u bastard
No drama Except the shit I have in my head
I do want to add cooking to the very short list of thing I do which consists of basically sleeping and worrying
Far far away In non-artist land
i sleeps with the fridges
I hate myself But all my demons are my own
I’m gonna pout and float all in space
I’m ravenously feasting on bread. It’s expensive and bloatingly decadent
Just a git
I’m ravenously feasting on bread. It’s expensive and bloatingly decadent
Sweating is far too polyester abhorrent Lightly perspiring Awaiting correspondence
I do want to add cooking to the very short list of thing I do which consists of basically sleeping and worrying