My corner shop only sells cancer and concrete
My heart is broken A muscle malfunctioning Not fit for purpose
Existential dieting
I suck Thank fuck for great things I can sit with
No drama Except the shit I have in my head
i sleeps with the fridges
House sleepers important too
no food starve die die u bastard
Denial and repression keep me breathing
i sleeps with the fridges
Existential dieting
I’m tired and I’ll forget but damn. Shit is fuckedup
No drama Except the shit I have in my head
Sweating is far too polyester abhorrent Lightly perspiring Awaiting correspondence
People pour their own desire into what they don’t know or see or something
silently screaming and contorting myself into awful shapes
A day of thinking of being touched and not wanting to be touched Saturday A day
So sweet yes Honeycomb bones
Big soft pig cushion
Everything is best Because you Because me
I tell the truth against my nature or with you the daylight sneaks in
i was panicking that i was forgetting what you look like
My mind destroys worlds Have some
Kinda inspiring but like Not cuz I can't do stuff