Yeah no technical ability today perhaps.
I don’t trust any of you because you don’t know what you’re capable of.
We’ve ran out of ideas so we make copies of sick fornications we don’t even perform.
I hate this voice. That might be the point.
Most of us lie under our quilts all day then jump up and act like we’re Sid Vicious.
He couldn’t play a thing.
The whole world’s dissociated because the more we pin down the more it runs off.
Have you heard of Leviathan?
I am so real and deeply authentic and I am not having to stand on the edge of a cliff on my head.
Hasn’t that pulled out a good concept? I’m past floating.
Stop pretending sex is so cool. Dogs do it.
Everything you feel is your own responsibility and I’m sick of it again.
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