THE TOP OF MY FOOT BLEEDS OFTEN AND I IMAGINE I’LL BE IN A CYCLE OF REOPENING THAT SCAR FOR THE REST OF MY LIFE.

I CAN’T THINK OF THINGS LINEARLY.

I’M USUALLY COLD, AND I MAKE AN EFFORT TO SMELL GOOD (I GET COMPLIMENTS).

I LIKE CHUNKY SHOES AND SITTING IN SILENCE.

IM BEGINNING TO BELIEVE I DESERVE THINGS, MOSTLY BECAUSE THE WORLD GIVES THINGS TO PEOPLE WHO THINK THEY DESERVE IT.

IM GOING TO STOP LOOKING FOR NO’S, ALTHOUGH IT’S BECOME A HOBBY.

IM GOING TO GET A HOBBY, PERHAPS SOMETHING WITH VOYEURISM.

I GOT A LOBOTOMY TODAY. IT UNSETTLED ME AT FIRST BUT I’VE LEARNED TO ACCEPT THE PEACE.

LIKE MOST THINGS, YOU JUST HAVE TO SINK YOUR TEETH IN AND MAYBE CHOKE A LITTLE.

WITH THIS, I THINK I’LL TAKE UP MORE SPACE.