zaftigg

If this is as good as it gets, fuck it, let's live unhappily ever after
so I can stop propositioning people to blow me who own shot guns

so I can stop being an asshole to my own mother

so I can stop with all this intestinal chaos

I feel like Pollock lives in my toilet, with a rich array of browns and reds and greens

everything is a fucking roller coaster, and right now, I've been on a down slope for over a year now

I pray for mania on a daily basis

The most sexual I get these days is in a theatre... lights go down, my pulse and breath quickens, my pupils dilate and contract, I get sweaty, my muscles get taught...

some people love watching movies with me because I'm a show in myself


I feel like the worlds running in stereo and it's all bland to me, nothing tastes as good as it smells on film


man, I had some rich food and beer on saturday night at a party my sister was holding and I am gonna be excusing myself to pop a squat every five minutes this week

something's gotta give, and I have a feeling it's gonna be me

I just keep picturing myself on a the toilet with all my organs and intestines sliding out my asshole, clogging the toilet

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