My only talent is for dreamless sleep As we dig deeper into The hated months
no food starve die die u bastard
So sweet yes Honeycomb bones
Kinda inspiring but like Not cuz I can't do stuff
So sweet yes Honeycomb bones
Denial and repression keep me breathing
no food starve die die u bastard
Big soft pig cushion
SITS IN CORNER FACING THE WAL
love songs are kind of abstracted to me because of how my life was is … SHRUGS
Sweating is far too polyester abhorrent Lightly perspiring Awaiting correspondence
I’m ravenously feasting on bread. It’s expensive and bloatingly decadent
Far far away In non-artist land
keep thinking I should do something but nah
My corner shop only sells cancer and concrete
Kinda inspiring but like Not cuz I can't do stuff
I’m ravenously feasting on bread. It’s expensive and bloatingly decadent
Need my monk prison death sentence haircut back
I hate myself But all my demons are my own
So sweet yes Honeycomb bones
Need my monk prison death sentence haircut back
Stretched out again Like a long legged goose Or something
nothing happened though i have to recover like something did
Everything is best Because you Because me