So when we are asked what is the point of living,what is the point of life? What will we say?
My brain is yelling
“You’re sad
ISince the arrival of my third personificationI’ve thought it best to keep a close watch on myself…
Sleep, cigarettes, sex, Time-, travel, caffeine; Workouts, hangouts, teds, Coco, poetry…
When I was nine I was awoke in the blind night to be told my daddy had been in an accident.
We collect experiences like scars on our bodies. When I was admitted to the psychiatric ward yesterday, I thought of how the smell of…