My heart is broken A muscle malfunctioning Not fit for purpose
Need my monk prison death sentence haircut back
My heart is broken A muscle malfunctioning Not fit for purpose
Existential dieting
silently screaming and contorting myself into awful shapes
silently screaming and contorting myself into awful shapes
I give too many fucks I’m a careless fuck giver A promiscuous worrier
Sweating is far too polyester abhorrent Lightly perspiring Awaiting correspondence
I hate myself But all my demons are my own
Big soft pig cushion
Big soft pig cushion
I’m gonna watch tv now and try not to think about anything ever
My mind destroys worlds Have some
I’m gonna pout and float all in space
Big soft pig cushion
I’m tired and I’ll forget but damn. Shit is fuckedup
Just a git
It's dark and quiet and nothing can hurt me now The day demons are dead
My heart is broken A muscle malfunctioning Not fit for purpose
I can’t hardly breathe in daylight
selfish spiteful mornings and suffocating silent nights
Existential dieting
Stretched out again Like a long legged goose Or something
keep thinking I should do something but nah