God Gives His Best Flirtating Skills To His Most Unloving Soldiers

I am so mad at myself for not finding the words nor the wording that would make this post at least the tiniest bit like a relief from my feelings

My brain resets way too often

I think I have never been happy or I have and happiness is just kind of mild and boring in everyway maybe i dunno

I wish I was better at forcing myself to do what I don't want to do

I wonder who'll find my dead body first when the day inevitably comes. i hope it gives someone a scare

Mankind is made out of polyethylene

I wish I had been born in another world, one completely different. nothing that matters here matters there, nothing

I wanna play fear&hunger...... too many things to do.

Mmmm. Should I really have a radiohead url? Could've been, I don't know, a chico buarque's one instead. But what can I do, if waiting does drive you crazy

Flagellum...