hey ! trying to quit drinking for the millionth time, again, im just going thru a lot right now so heres some word ramblings, i want to cry and beg whatever can hear me but there is nothing... nothing to me but inside my head and its horrific here and then i will have a sandwich and slap a ho for that greasy look and grifting me on a bag sale and take a dump on her thfrit store pooh how to try to describe yourself, an everchanging ebb and flow, an odd artificial metal mother mimic, a temper tantrum to break your own favorite things to spite another, hoping to burn down a church and overthrow the government while ding dong ditching the part time cab driver whos had your car in his part time mechanics garage, promises so empty they make the hair you cut off and the tooth you lost look pristine, alive, thriving,
why is that, why does hair change color a bit when you trim the ends and why does a tooth merely loose feel like a home invasion of your mouth, the living dont mourn for the dead nearly as much as they for themselves, the dead are wherever they may be its pretty there and home that requires only long sought rest and sweet dreams, the human race is such a tragic thing to bare witness to, why are we here, egomanic lucid self aware, whatever put us here is in shame, of themselves for abandong us with no hope, and of us for doing everything so cataclysmitically wrong that the only way to fix this condition is complete and utter exctintion. im so sorry earthlings. So long as you are a consenting with undivided truth, of actual proper adult age and of the same species of homosapian anything goes. why must it be spelled out that able bodied adult humans are meant to be caretakers and ring leaders in a quiet film, an encouraging chant for mothe earthh like we did for your sistrrgtgfccwhat a paradox, what an enigma-

cheers you hedonistic slop heros