Clingy bitch

I'm gonna go take a piss and then im gonna smoke my lungs out.
You can't get out of my mind and I'm gonna text you that even though i know i shouldn't cause im gonna scare you off like everyone. I'm a clingy motherfucker. I want my skin to touch you as much as I can, anywhere, anytime, no matter what you're doing, but I won't do that.
I want you to be wrapped around me like im the insides of an enchilada. I know you care but your affection levels are just below average. I will always find something to hurt myself.

Tell me

Tell me the last song you thought was a good insight to your life or feelings.

Constraint

-I'll be honest, if we, men, see pussy we want to fuck it, it's like when you  see water in the middle of the desert.

Death as an option

unconventional shit might be just as beautiful

I think it's high time you start considering how other people feel about death. The predominant view that it's a 'bad thing' to happen is stupid and one-sided like most predominant opinions with not efficient evidence. It is only selfish and at this point you should stop thinking only about yourself. If this is what makes me happy, if I achieve it, you should be happy too. This is good. If I look forward to it you should applaud me when I achieve it and shove your selfish feelings, because considering them all the time drives me crazy.

Dream world

He used to be my pet. I made this world for him. Died before growing up.

We don't need an excuse to meet someone in this place.

I can't comprehend logic

I find it difficult to think of stories that make sense.

Today lets talk about darkness

goldy

So lets talk about sad stories and crashed dreams and failed romances, you seem like you can handle it.

Love is not eternal

-I don't want light, it disturbs me. -I have an idea.

Only suffering can last forever.

Futility decomposes

The girl who fell asleep on the escalators of the tube had formed the view that Eight o'clock in the morning was the ugliest girl she had ever seen. She had been forced to see her again that day against her will because she received a call to attend along with other depressed people with empty eyes on underground trains. She could never understand why such an arrogant chick like depression would hit all those strangers with no common attribute to unite them all, paradoxically, with the same calamity. How the fuck was she able to suck the guts and whatever else she  could find inside the bodies of those around her and especially of herself, without leaving the slightest mark or pinhole. No, no, that's bullshit and lies, do not confuse me with your thoughts so I won't narrate things as they are. You know very well that no chick is responsible for the gap in your eyes and your absent guts. Next time take attendance and do not blame outsiders. What was to blame was that she thinks too much. Without realizing it she comprehended the futility of the world. That's what you get when you think all the time without having the restrictive blinders or complexes of a prodigy. I can not blame her though, alas. It came to her like a free fall in potassium while she was wet, when she reunited after a year with the carefree and lonesome Time who was constantly hitting on her when she was turning back alone. That son of a bitch didn't talk to her as if  to provoke her to keep thinking more and more till he drove her crazy and in the end he always made her cry. Everything made her cry though, except maybe some random stray dogs she met occasionaly and made them the honor  of seeing her denture for 3 milliseconds.

However she wasn't a dog person but she spent 20 years believing so. Bullshit. It was cats she liked, they had the nerve to showcase their spunk, she said. They circulated their flaw, to desert the people who love & feed them without hesitation, around the street, so we were prepaired not to expect much. After all they are more beautiful and supple and the fur is nicer to fondle and more independent unlike them puppy pricks who can't even wipe their ass. The dog, however, is stupid on the square. To be domesticated by us imbecile bipeds the shit in their heads must have multiplied. This is how the girl, who fell asleep on the escalators of the tube, did her math.

G

I think far less men would be brutally stabbed and shot by their lovers if they just knew where the g spot is.

Anytime

stranded in village with more cats than residents

I have the social skills needed just not the will to apply them.

Fuck, I'm sick

People tent to think rationalising any human behaviour reinforces the cultural force. Being too sad is an illness, too happy as well, too innovative or radical, vague and telling lies, an illness too. I doubt having a personality won't be an illness in a few decades.

Vacuum included

messy ex-fuck

I recently reached the level where tidying up my computer takes the same time as tidying up my house(vacuum included).

A penny

early in the morning. you notice the victims of the night

I'm not worth anything more whatsoever, I have nothing to give.

Selfish?

I'm selfish? If I was selfish I would have killed myself long ago.