grrr, words

left trust to rust in the warm swirl of vomit

dropped the d out of dream and reamed all the feelings

restitution, prostitution, the over deification of dramatis non persona

look it up, i can’t be fucking bothered

presumptuous consumption, courageous corrosion

rectifed the partial lies until the cellular make up was mud clear issuance from the department of dipshits and diagnosed dickheads

they can fuck themselves until they die

die die die my darkness

nothing is as it seems

choke me until i see spots and ride me until i cannot take anymore

just help me release this pissed off constant state of mind

or leave me to fucking sulk


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