This process is quite a process.
Teeth are overrated.
Done with outside.
Things are getting less interesting by the second.
My head is a ball of crazy shit.
I have pains in my everywhere.
The coffee tastes like cigarettes.
I hate most things about most things.
My brain juices are all stirred up!
I should probably leave the house eventually.
She’s my punishment and my reward.
There’s so much I’ll never be.
My clothes smell like other people.
Loneliness is sneaky as fuck.
Everything seems broken today.
Slowly circling the drain.
New “Fragments” posted every Friday.