It's dark and quiet and nothing can hurt me now The day demons are dead
Everything dusty Springfield or dusty bin
Garden of ugh
I suck Thank fuck for great things I can sit with
Far far away In non-artist land
Any fucker who says it’s artistic and temperament of artist can fuck right off Mentally illness sucks
waking life is one long apology I am truly sorry
Everything is best Because you Because me
I only want your vision Not some useless other idea of you
Big soft pig cushion
My corner shop only sells cancer and concrete
At any other point in history I wouldve been dead for years
My sofa Saturday Sockless and serene A Buddhist calm A pitbull grin
My corner shop only sells cancer and concrete
waking life is one long apology I am truly sorry
arse piece *giggle*
My mind destroys worlds Have some
Far far away In non-artist land
silently screaming and contorting myself into awful shapes
I only want your vision Not some useless other idea of you
Weird is better than all them other fuckrrs who aren't you
The horror of waking up as myself. Again
My sofa Saturday Sockless and serene A Buddhist calm A pitbull grin
I've been avoiding doctors So I'm unmediated