I’m tired and I’ll forget but damn. Shit is fuckedup
no food starve die die u bastard
Existential dieting
Need my monk prison death sentence haircut back
just want something to soften the edges of my distress
To be in love With candid kitchen you
It's dark and quiet and nothing can hurt me now The day demons are dead
Greedy pig life
selfish spiteful mornings and suffocating silent nights
My mind destroys worlds Have some
My corner shop only sells cancer and concrete
My only talent is for dreamless sleep As we dig deeper into The hated months
i sleeps with the fridges
Existential dieting
no food starve die die u bastard
I've been avoiding doctors So I'm unmediated
I’m gonna pout and float all in space
Me I’ll overthink myself into 500 years of doubt and self murder
To be in love With candid kitchen you
Weird is better than all them other fuckrrs who aren't you
My mind destroys worlds Have some
A day of thinking of being touched and not wanting to be touched Saturday A day
no food starve die die u bastard
I’m gonna watch tv now and try not to think about anything ever