Kinda inspiring but like Not cuz I can't do stuff
My sofa Saturday Sockless and serene A Buddhist calm A pitbull grin
Who hasn't lived in fear of the me outside and the me inside
nothing happened though i have to recover like something did
I only want your vision Not some useless other idea of you
I do want to add cooking to the very short list of thing I do which consists of basically sleeping and worrying
I suck Thank fuck for great things I can sit with
Poking wounds with rusty spoons
I hate myself But all my demons are my own
Existential dieting
Big soft pig cushion
Kinda inspiring but like Not cuz I can't do stuff
It's dark and quiet and nothing can hurt me now The day demons are dead
Sweating is far too polyester abhorrent Lightly perspiring Awaiting correspondence
i thoughtyou wanted some kind of sci fi artschool continental time zone cocks and cunts opera
To own desired objects
Everything dusty Springfield or dusty bin
Everything dusty Springfield or dusty bin
I’m gonna pout and float all in space
I’m ravenously feasting on bread. It’s expensive and bloatingly decadent
Need my monk prison death sentence haircut back
Far far away In non-artist land
I've been avoiding doctors So I'm unmediated
Existential dieting