dawn

You can quantify your entire life into 4 or 5 pets.

This is what life was like when i had XXXXXXX,

Things changed, and this is what life was like when i had XXXXXXX.

So, overlapping your memory is the backdrop of these individual animals.

If your life is lucky enough to afford pets.

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You are diluting an art form.

A more accurate word is “adulterating”.

Take something pure and water it down, file down the corners.

“I won’t be fooled by its touch, or emotional supply” -sever- iamwhoiamwhoami

Somewhere in there..

I love the early hours, right before the sun comes up.

I prefer waking up in it as opposed to staying awake until it.

Like you can feel the sun on the other side of the mother fuckin planet.

And it’s coming.

If you can refrain from looking at a clock, you can let it be a surprise.

A little game you can play every single day.

It’s like death is over there, rising in the east and setting in the West.

Death is in Africa right now, it’s over England and Ireland and Germany, and it’s heading my way..

For sure it is.

But it’s not here yet, and these hours are my hours, and I’ll opt to refrain from looking at the clock.

Because I don’t want to be reminded.

I don’t want to remember that real life is on its way.

I don’t want to think about the grind or the other monkeys I’m required to interface with…

Cause that’s a drag.

It’s nice right now.

It’s nice when it’s just you and no one is awake, so no one can see you..

You learn things and you realize things.

I use more profanity when I type than when I speak.

So the curse words do run through the head, but they don’t spill out of the mouth.

There’s an invisible hand catching them 😨.

Right before they exit the face.

There’s a lot to cuss about.

Death is over the ocean right now, The sun is baking the fuck out of my garbage,, in the water