Bunnies

I think bunnies represent life. Don't you? Spring, flowers, bloom, warmth, dresses, t shirts, hamburgers, lawnmowers, fountains, convertibles, ice cream, bunnies fucking. Multiplying. Getting hit by cars. Life.

Flowers

I'm going to write a blog post about dog shit soon. Here are some beautiful flowers in the green house. Sometimes, my job is a-ok.

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Podcast

There's gonna be some kind of podcast coming where I talk crap for some time most days. Mostly about nothing. Sometimes it'll be worth it, sometimes it won't be. 

"Those who keep asking the same question really don't want to hear the answer." - Bukowski

More friends

I need a few more. I've lost more then I've gained. I'm a terrible person. Read about me here. It's all you'll get.

 .      Nothing helps anymore.numb numb numb numb nom nom nom. Woopsidaisies. 

     I'm profusely apologetic if you're finding this now. Welcome. This is my life. Don't be alarmed, be fearless, be grateful.  

FYI

Fyi. This is a safe space, for me only maybe. This verbal vomit section is a stream of consciousness. Anything that pops into my head. I sneezed just now. Several times. I hope the right people read this. I hope nobody does. I hope I go to bed soon. I hope nothing and one thing. But it doesn't matter.