I get in spots where it’s so hard to move. It’s so hard to want to and so hard to do. I get into spots. I want that job, or really any of these semi decent jobs. I want naltrexone HCI / bupropion HCl. I want the brave streak to fix my body. I want the slick steel strength i feel in a scene to live inside me always. Party in a party. Keep my build me take me. I love you.
Hey, I’m a raw nerve stew. I’m an alphabet soup and all the letters spell AAAAAGHHH. Sometimes i do well, and sometimes i just fuck everything up