yacht rock

Every day my joints are shocked and disgusted that I would use them for their intended purpose.

ive tried opening my mouth and saying words before nd ive gotta say. im not a fan

i’m at a loss for worms

wish there were some unseen omnipotent voice shouting “WARMER” or “COLDER” everytime i make a decision because i am pretty much flying blind here

ive never said 1 coherent thing in my life

i’m barely even alive im just here clicking buttons

me and my demons have matching friendship bracelets 

imma just “hehe” my way thru life

i hate it when nothings going on and my ears decide to ring like shut up bro its annoying fucking “eeeeeeeeeeeee” i get it man. i get it

I mind my business, but I do pay attention.