One day you just wake up.
your in a city that always sleeps.
surrounded by cretins
Why am i here?
how did i end up here?
i was in a good place
what is the purpose of being back
then you walk to the bathroom and turn on the shower.
washing off that negativity you press onward.
promising yourself things will be different next time.
i've learned to believe that its true.
in other news i'm sick. and i feel like shit. i have six screens waiting to be burned, but no motivation to burn them.
i've got four painting and no motivation to finish them.
hahaha
i'm fucking hungry
END
JT
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