morality

kill me, fuck me, kill me and never let this dieing end. I want to live here in this moment of disposition. an everlasting no that will carry me forward with unerring consistency. No. No until it's last extreme. No until the word has lost it's weight.

lascivious finality

I tend my garden, it's the only thing I care about, I tried liking people but I don't, my relationships with them always end in violence I try to go out and have fun but as soon as I leave my house violence finds me, pressing me to engage, to look, to laugh to engage to push, to make the smallest gesture. to get up and take a piss.

so go away just go away I don't want anything all of you are ugly... so ugly so very fucking ugly I don't have words for it any more