hoping some camera would catch your face

i do not change. I have not changed. Still doing the same things still whatever. MY BRAIN. your face never forgets a cry like trace reminents of
acidddd in your spine. ON THE BUS my bus sucks. MY BUS has no door and people eek on and eek off and i get motion sickness and panic attacks at certain intersections and my equillibrium is a blue slushie freezing my corpus collusium and leaking out my tear ducts and my neighbor screamed at me all night for wrestling someone on my floor and being the typical winner that I am and have always been.

my family thinks im rather god awful at times and at times i tend to agree. My apartment gave ___asthma and i chose ___ in a way but I am fucking tired of trying to decipher eye movements and coddling my cell phone for so many various randoms never ever ever leading to anything is it wrong of me to actually want a __________? I can't even say it. But I do. and I actually feel like I'm dating myself chasing round, running around, you run around more than I ever did you fucking prick.

Noooo moorre i dooonntt caaarrree aaannnyyymooorre itttt isss waaayyy too much work TOO MUCH WORK TOO MUCH ENERGY your saliva is wasted on me or maybe maybe maybe for once i wasted it on somebody else oh shit, oh damn. TOO MANY PRANK CALLLLSSS.

I want to have my glands removed.

Nashville Fate, Devil Tapes

Now I remember why I haven't gone home for a holiday in 4 years. What a living, seething seizure foaming lumpy nightmare. This isn't even home, just some place I agreed to show up.

Me and the fam fam la la
do not
get along
at all
and we never ever ever have, not me to the left or her to the right and then back around. I think we should stick to our once or twice a year for a weekend routine and leave it at that. Whatever it is we thought we would someday get out of one another is stuck further in a swell that if you puncture it to get to the pulse more and more byproDUCK ewwww eewww and I get more and more cruel and you get more and more quiet and I get shit faced and start throwing shit around...oh yeah her. Whatever, Get me back to New York with my shiny new life that I'm planning on leaving in zero minus...

I cannot wait
to smoke inside.

so much so much sooo much morrre so much so much so much!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
The stripe on the left hip bone that i have to press so hard to feel i understand it, though, this time I really do I get it!
Party boy
Party boy
Party Boy
Party Boiiiiii
Put your hand on your drinker's belly
Walk the long way home
face first streched on the couch
wonder what your life would feel like
if you just could chill out
party boy
woke up with your brain trying
to push itself out you swore it off
you always swore it off
I get it I get it

shhhh baby shhhhhhhh..........