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I think I was at work too long today. This insomnia is getting to be rediculous. Brig is having the b.day party for the chillen's tomorrow.
Why am I trying to push away everyone close to me?
I don't want to think or feel or be.
It's raining outside.
I want to sit out in the wet and cold and catch pee nah moan yah
and DIE!!!!
Fuck this world full of adolescent sheep
So stupid and bleating and violent
Bloated sheep bellies.
The skin In the skin
I relish the warm spurting blood of the SHEEEEEEEP!
FUCKING GOD DAMN SHEEP
They're everywhere...
wanting MORE iced tea and MORE free bread with REGULAR BUTTER IF YOU PLEASE
I'm hurting my fingers typing too hard
I think I'm going to have a cigarette.
I was going to drink but don't like doing that alone. Don't like doing it at all actually....
Between shifts at work today I went to visit a co-worker at his other job where he's a bartender. I had six whiskey sours, and then bought a pack of cigs(after quitting smoking last week)
I sat at a coffee shop and wrote. Maybe I'll post some of it.
I feel like a moron shit head dildo for brains.
Feel like I'm going looney.
Everything hurts and is cosmically funny at the same time, but OH HOW IT HURTS.
I was sitting in my room and everything started pulsating
My ceiling, walls, curtains, glow in the dard planets.
It's all a fucking illusion my friends
Love and hate and pain are all the same fucking thing
dont let those psychiatrists with their book smarts categorize you
they don't know a FUCKING THING about reality
And am I losing it here or what? Get a fucking grip!!!
ARRRRGH!
And why am I so dependent on Alex. It's not even him but I don't even want to look at him sometimes. I wish I could put him in a box and when I want him around, bring him out. Like photos, or something.
THE PAIN IS HORRID
Am I doomed to spend the rest of my days in this pain?
My heart hurts and Still I'm going to go smoke in the rain.
Ahh the artist is the masochist indeed.
Goodnight cruel worl
Why am I trying to push away everyone close to me?
I don't want to think or feel or be.
It's raining outside.
I want to sit out in the wet and cold and catch pee nah moan yah
and DIE!!!!
Fuck this world full of adolescent sheep
So stupid and bleating and violent
Bloated sheep bellies.
The skin In the skin
I relish the warm spurting blood of the SHEEEEEEEP!
FUCKING GOD DAMN SHEEP
They're everywhere...
wanting MORE iced tea and MORE free bread with REGULAR BUTTER IF YOU PLEASE
I'm hurting my fingers typing too hard
I think I'm going to have a cigarette.
I was going to drink but don't like doing that alone. Don't like doing it at all actually....
Between shifts at work today I went to visit a co-worker at his other job where he's a bartender. I had six whiskey sours, and then bought a pack of cigs(after quitting smoking last week)
I sat at a coffee shop and wrote. Maybe I'll post some of it.
I feel like a moron shit head dildo for brains.
Feel like I'm going looney.
Everything hurts and is cosmically funny at the same time, but OH HOW IT HURTS.
I was sitting in my room and everything started pulsating
My ceiling, walls, curtains, glow in the dard planets.
It's all a fucking illusion my friends
Love and hate and pain are all the same fucking thing
dont let those psychiatrists with their book smarts categorize you
they don't know a FUCKING THING about reality
And am I losing it here or what? Get a fucking grip!!!
ARRRRGH!
And why am I so dependent on Alex. It's not even him but I don't even want to look at him sometimes. I wish I could put him in a box and when I want him around, bring him out. Like photos, or something.
THE PAIN IS HORRID
Am I doomed to spend the rest of my days in this pain?
My heart hurts and Still I'm going to go smoke in the rain.
Ahh the artist is the masochist indeed.
Goodnight cruel worl