no food starve die die u bastard
Does nothing - shocker!
I hate myself But all my demons are my own
Stretched out again Like a long legged goose Or something
i sleeps with the fridges
No drama Except the shit I have in my head
Everything is best Because you Because me
I’m gonna pout and float all in space
No drama Except the shit I have in my head
all the beauty I’m not and the intimacy I’m not having It’s a full time job
I hate myself But all my demons are my own
My corner shop only sells cancer and concrete
I'm not a monster I am a monster
My mind destroys worlds Have some
Just a git
I’m gonna pout and float all in space
My only talent is for dreamless sleep As we dig deeper into The hated months
Denial and repression keep me breathing
Does nothing - shocker!
A day of thinking of being touched and not wanting to be touched Saturday A day
I do want to add cooking to the very short list of thing I do which consists of basically sleeping and worrying
Greedy pig life
I’m gonna watch tv now and try not to think about anything ever
Stretched out again Like a long legged goose Or something