Me I’ll overthink myself into 500 years of doubt and self murder
Far far away In non-artist land
I'm not a monster I am a monster
To own desired objects
My corner shop only sells cancer and concrete
Big soft pig cushion
Me I’ll overthink myself into 500 years of doubt and self murder
Garden of ugh
Need my monk prison death sentence haircut back
Greedy pig life
Big soft pig cushion
no food starve die die u bastard
Everything is best Because you Because me
My sofa Saturday Sockless and serene A Buddhist calm A pitbull grin
Need my monk prison death sentence haircut back
Poking wounds with rusty spoons
Sweating is far too polyester abhorrent Lightly perspiring Awaiting correspondence
A day of thinking of being touched and not wanting to be touched Saturday A day
At any other point in history I wouldve been dead for years
No drama Except the shit I have in my head
I’m tired and I’ll forget but damn. Shit is fuckedup
Garden of ugh
I tell the truth against my nature or with you the daylight sneaks in
what would 80s LL COOL J do?