answer your god damned phone. and shut up your god damned kids. in fact, just shut up.
I am mean. I am insensitive. I want to run screaming into the night.
Apparently, no man is an island. I wish I was an island sometimes. Then I remember how shitty it is travelling back and forth from the island and I promise my friends it will be easier to reach me. if they want to.
I don't really fancy being a rock either. It would be so so cold. so I turn up my music loud.
ACHE ACHE ACHE PAIN
They make it look so stupid. it's not stupid. fluorescent lights tanning skin yellower. discouleur. discolouration at the train station watching it all fall to peaces pleases my species. We tried harder laughed father and stilled fear into moonshine ("To get older still")
Tea is my lifeblood
you are my lifeblood
life is my lifeblood
have another drink, preferably T.E.A.
When I was little I wrote Es with four prongs if I left too much space between the three.
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