Weird is better than all them other fuckrrs who aren't you
At any other point in history I wouldve been dead for years
I’m tired and I’ll forget but damn. Shit is fuckedup
A day of thinking of being touched and not wanting to be touched Saturday A day
Need my monk prison death sentence haircut back
silently screaming and contorting myself into awful shapes
House sleepers important too
No drama Except the shit I have in my head
Kinda inspiring but like Not cuz I can't do stuff
I’m tired and I’ll forget but damn. Shit is fuckedup
all the beauty I’m not and the intimacy I’m not having It’s a full time job
To own desired objects
Big soft pig cushion
My mind destroys worlds Have some
So sweet yes Honeycomb bones
Everything is best Because you Because me
At any other point in history I wouldve been dead for years
People pour their own desire into what they don’t know or see or something
It's dark and quiet and nothing can hurt me now The day demons are dead
My sofa Saturday Sockless and serene A Buddhist calm A pitbull grin
Need my monk prison death sentence haircut back
SITS IN CORNER FACING THE WAL
Me I’ll overthink myself into 500 years of doubt and self murder
I tell the truth against my nature or with you the daylight sneaks in