nothing happened though i have to recover like something did
No drama Except the shit I have in my head
Stretched out again Like a long legged goose Or something
At any other point in history I wouldve been dead for years
Everything dusty Springfield or dusty bin
love songs are kind of abstracted to me because of how my life was is … SHRUGS
i was panicking that i was forgetting what you look like
Who hasn't lived in fear of the me outside and the me inside
i thoughtyou wanted some kind of sci fi artschool continental time zone cocks and cunts opera
Greedy pig life
The horror of waking up as myself. Again
I only want your vision Not some useless other idea of you
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
SITS IN CORNER FACING THE WAL
waking life is one long apology I am truly sorry
To own desired objects
Need my monk prison death sentence haircut back
nothing happened though i have to recover like something did
Stretched out again Like a long legged goose Or something
People pour their own desire into what they don’t know or see or something
My mind destroys worlds Have some
Far far away In non-artist land
My corner shop only sells cancer and concrete