for christmas i’d like to be understood

people are like what are you up to and i'm like seething with justified rage

I will continue to try and love this stupid dying world anyway

I really doubt anyone knows wat im talking about ever

for christmas i’d like to figure it all out

thinking about it while i blow dry my hair

who up persisting despite it all

no sorry I cant come out tonight my jeans are in the wash

Today I definitely gave it my some

U are one interesting critter bro

In the mornings I ask why. In the evenings I eat dinner. Not entirely sure about the other times

sorry i can't come in to work today im scared

and when i’m back in chicago im bumpin that

moo

secret second punishment for being good at your job can also be less job (confusing)

even at my most evil i’m considerate

can’t be the only one to think he’s a narcissist

i will remain kind. i will i will i will