Imma type some shit.
And it’s gonna make you nauseous..
I just gotta be in the mood..
It’s under the surface.
Always.
Say it with me..
Always.
Maybe torture today,I’m not sure.
Maybe Fate/lifepath, maybe spiritual, maybe nature gazing.
I dunno.
But I gotta get something out.
And people are horrible so fuck them. It’s just us in here
(yeah buddy)
I can’t do the same thing every day,can’t keep coming back to hate..
Not because I have a shortage of it, but because it’s predictable.
And that makes me want to kill myself.
So…
Jello?
Something about Jell-O..
I don’t know what it is, but when I find it,I’m gonna put it in your face!!
And that’s how I get through the work week
dawn 