Our basic program doesn’t change
It’s transfix, transcend, and loot.
It’s always Kings and Queens
Feelings of rage
At night laying you down in bed
In a mood
The treasure comes as blood
And moral and point always mute.
There is nothing to gain in love and war
What is homeless home decor
When there is no porcelain skin
shout out to my boss
who dropped off my charcoal drawing that’s due for critique today
SHIIIT I LEFT MY PORTFOLIO IN MY BOSS’S CAR
FUCK FUCK FUCK
i can taste acid in my throat.
i haven’t even eaten enough to warrant vomit.