kitchen poet

after careful consideration i’ve decided to become an abomination

Sometimes you gotta make yourself drink water and sit in direct sunlight, like some kind of wilted houseplant

spotify wrapped but it’s your bank showing you your 100 worst purchases of the year

I wake up. I consume media. I wish my life was different. I make no effort to change it. I consume more media. I go to sleep.

I’m real? I’m gotdamn alive?

i just want to sit in front of the ocean for a little while

if you need me i’ll be in the forest, searching for portals to another dimension,

and this is a piece of performance art called “i take everything personally”

Had a dream that McDonald’s had a big ad campaign that just said “WE HAVE IT” in black cryptic writing. So I went to a drive thru and said “I saw the sign. Can I have it” and the speaker was silent for a solid ten seconds before saying “do you think you’re ready” in my voice and I screamed and drove away

best sleeping conditions: freezing fucking cold room but layers and layers of blankets 

i don’t have a brain actually. my head is just filled with lots and lots of dried flowers