nobody's listening!

oh and that gap in my resume is when i was digging my own grave

the dirt under my nails is - yeah. it won't wash out. although that's actually from when i dug myself out again. i suppose success and defeat can look the same in a mirror.

i wish i was a little bit taller i wish i had a dollar

okay I’ll bite. and bite and bite and

god give me a sign but not that one i just saw

sometimes the best writing advice is "just let it be bad." revolutionary. terrifying. but it works.

sometimes a theme recurs in your work without your permission. and sometimes it reaches a threshold where you're like. well now i think this is saying something about me against my will. don't know what though

bro it sounds like maybe you need a reminder of the glorious interconnectedness of all things?