you open up my cranial cavity and it’s just 2-3 inches of murky greenish water, stagnant, algaechoked, mosquitoes buzzing, a few small frogs, cybernetic pondcomputer mechpiloting the rest of me, sloshing a little this way and that. you open up one of the frogs’ skulls and inside it’s me! looking up back at you, waving, unsmiling
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*offers you a cigarette except out of a crayon box and it’s a crayon*
want more juice but i drinked it all. this is, i cannot stress this enough, utterly fucked
it’s important to have bits that aren’t good and also nobody likes and also aren’t funny
Ok sooooo. and DON’T be mad. We’re going to boil you.
guy who gets increasingly confused when an 80’s song fades out so he turns it up louder and louder and gets blasted so hard by the next song starting that he dies
all i do anymore is have a cut on my finger
any shit resonates with you people
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