i have thoughts about eating people at least twice a day but not in a cannibalistic way, in a brimming with rage, desiring nothing more than the deconstruction of skin - way
My GOOD friend! Here to see me again! God BLESS! They come from the corner to DANCE! It's in the corner! And the CORNER is me! And I am the CORNERS! It pushes its way into my BRAIN! Like ANTS of static that eat at its own stagnation! Like BACKGROUND radiation of a photo of a YOUNG reality that no longer looks the same to you! BECAUSE you didn't even KNOW them! I barely know them! You barely KNOW me! And I AM IN THE CORNER. And it HURTS to look at THEM.