Life in General

Everything is breaking and I can’t deal with it.

If this is aliens, let them take me. Hello, world. It’s Sunday, and it’s also hella sunny out there. Shawshank slept in this morning. I stayed in bed, awake, until one of the cats woke him. Why the fuck would I get up and sit alone in the living room? What’s the point, when I…

We can be humans and smoke on the patio.