immaterial

starting to work on a piece entitled “things I’ve googled on my phone while while drunk”

I’m not pretending to be anything
I don’t know if Don Knotts is dead.

I ate some “homemade” raspberry froyo that’s been in my freezer in a broken Tupperware container for three months now.
It tested pretty good, only a little bit icy.

Nobody who exists is anybody they pretend to be
My few followers matter.much to me

Third official hangover of 2013.
(this was meant for last sunday)

I can’t talk to anyone.

I only drink on an empty stomach.

Who was that last post even for?
Everything I do is for someone else, if self serving were selfless.

I’m self conscious of my sexual ability because I lost my virginity when I was 21.

everyone wants to die soon
everyone wants
Someone to make them dead