giving :)

it's all about mental age. it's not the first time you have a cry at your parents and demand independence, or your first say in a job. I think you really know when you're old enough and wise enough to make it on your own. some people never get there, and I envy them.

I love psychedelic art. anything brightly coloured that isn't obvious what it is or what it means, but for some reason keeps you interested. if you can look at it for hours when you're high then it's probably psychedelic.

I just want to feel okay again. not even asking to be happy, just to feel content wwith something would be nice

you could count the fucks I give on the hands sprouting from my vagina.

yes I'm hot and hilarious. why wouldn't I date myself?!

for six months I couldn't sleep.
with insomnia nothings real.
everything's far away.
everything's a copy
of a copy
of a copy
when deep space exploration ramps up it will be the corporations that name everything
the IBM stellasphere
Microsoft galaxy
planet Starbucks.

nope

maybe I just spend too much time on the internet then.
-honesty hour

really? God that makes me feel old.
it's a cry face
-honesty hour