if you open my skull, you'd find the lyrics of this song written in my cerebrum
this abandoned house i found solidified this year's ethel cain summer
no nut November? More like no man November
hoe phase is out, misandry is IN
What I’ve been up to? Oh you know the usual. Recognising parallels, symbolisms or perhaps euphuisms, deciphering runes, taking in the absurdity of life, analysing old sayings and making my life into a big metaphor in order to cope.
A cockroach saved my life the other day and I am now convinced that it was Kafka from the other side
for a dime and a pack of cigs i visit your dreams and theatrically yell bukowski poems at you
I actually cannot take it anymore lol
My own brain traumatises me
On my communicating with the spirits of deceased excommunicated members of the church era
When they hurt you so bad you start making arts and crafts, disappearing into the woods and taking your medication
Tag yourself down below !