sex is something i’ve never been entirely comfortable with and capitalism is the same, but we participate because no one ever gave us a choice. It wasn’t the best sex ever but at least I got the impression she didn’t hate me. Money is always made by someone, stolen from someone else, “earned”.
five lizards on the ceiling
a monster in the white house
the world burns like crazy
and we sift through the rubble
when yr only company is five ceiling dwelling geckos and two starved cats
and a crazy old thai man who doesn’t speak english it makes you miss yr friends