i love how algorithmic bishes keep throwing Tomatoes at

there was a dry, tiny cactus on my desk I was angry and shattered it the poor focken cactus didn’t do anything kept the needles in my fist all afternoon I left the pieces of the pot and the dirt on the floor for weeks.

some of my friends Call me a fool crying my tears over you I know you did All that you could. I cannot tell What’s right or wrong But without you A part of me is g o n e it seems to me that With out Y o u the world keeps t u r n i n g

GO SPURS GO!

practicing a social jiu-jitsu. light touch, heavy impact.

Tell me yes or no

spurs in an HOUR

watching sunset in the rear view mirror

Full of catholics and hippies?

thought we had a good thing going did I do something wrong?? I thought we had a good thing going did I do something wrong?

three strikes yr out

*sporadic jazz trickles in* -I don’t have shit but this music Can’t eat away everything I think I don’t even drink how am I supposed to smile Cold outside I should stay Inside Cost me a thousand To go outside Bought caviar And it wasn’t great Tryna find lov anything but hate

Gawd has A plan I’m Anointed

Gunna get all weird

fuck February 14th I love you everyday

hit me where it hurts