NETTLE BOY

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

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

Sweating is far too polyester abhorrent Lightly perspiring Awaiting correspondence

what would 80s LL COOL J do?

i thoughtyou wanted some kind of sci fi artschool continental time zone cocks and cunts opera

People pour their own desire into what they don’t know or see or something

delayed response because couldnt remember how to reply

YES THAT IS MY OBSESSION

Denial and repression keep me breathing

My corner shop only sells cancer and concrete

I do want to add cooking to the very short list of thing I do which consists of basically sleeping and worrying

My heart is broken A muscle malfunctioning Not fit for purpose

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

Just a git

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

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

So sweet yes Honeycomb bones

silently screaming and contorting myself into awful shapes

Poking wounds with rusty spoons

I can’t hardly breathe in daylight

Just a git

nothing happened though i have to recover like something did