Happy Birthday

I'd like

to make myself believe
that planet earth turns slowly

Lights

freeze!

Cursed

I hate my fucking guts
I hate desire
I hate lust
I hate humanity
I hate instinctively
I hate this fucking world for fucking hating me

. . .

“This idea of fun: cars, girls, Saturday night, bottle of wine... to me, these things are morbid. I was always attracted to people with the same problems as me. It doesn't help when most of them are dead” Morrissey

wit-woo!