Like Givenchy, Fuck you Forever and allways V3
Give me about 10 Fendi bags filled with pills; I want to sleep forever under your bed.
Wrapped in satin, placed on polyester blankets filled with the finest fake down feathers, surrounded by burning cardboard.
Swipe left to find my final message on your nightstand.
Still like a desert, I lie under your bed frame.
I smell your perfume.
I always hated the disgusting smell of citrus antifreeze agent
Alcohol just makes me nauseous.
Please squish me.
My vision is blurred.
Please hit me,
I want to feel real,
not on your feed.
I want more.
10,000 euros, 10.000.000yen
All the foreign currencies
And gold and platinum
I want warmth
All the Moncler jackets you can get
I want to be seen, witness me
Please watch me while I walk foggy streets at 4 a.m.
I look up and see RGB lights
Why were you awake while I sleep
Why are you watching me
Why do you belittle me
I did not choose you to be my custodian
Am I more than an Excel spreadsheet to you?
When I crawl into the light:
kick me with your Gore-Tex-lined boot, beat me with your rubber baton while I can’t even scratch your Kevlar vest
You see me through hardened plastic, through screens or on signed papers
Why don’t you care?
You don’t even hate me
That’s why we hate you
I hate that you know everything
I hate you from the fucked-up hairline down to the steel-toe footwear
You know everything
Why not that?
















