Casually sucking my toe to see if i like it. I don't

Nvm i'm hot

oh I am sad

No way i am loved. Unless i am wrong.

What do I love

No one who is alive has ever read anything I ever wrote,

except you—reading this secretly. That is your shame. Keep it. Forever.

Jerzy Kosiński judges me as I writhe in shame

I gave you as an illustrative example of how embarassing the lack of basic decency of my exes was. Grown ass man, btw

there's a little bit of plot

the plot will disappear later

I am loved yet I feel unloved. This is my curse, my bane

Ugh I don't love it

This is so inappropriate. Anyway,

I would like to redact a former poem of mine. Woe betide anyone who tries to stop me!

I will not be taking any questions at the moment thx for ndrstndng while i am standing under x

more like how is MY sad, pathetic, huge pining going

Got no pants on

Just eating my night bagel

I almost bought cigarettes today. But i didn't

Entering the new year as a normal human being except slightly cooler than average due to the temporary t-rex tattoo on my right wrist 

Time for our regularly scheduled "thinking about your head because I recently discovered this radio channel that sounds exactly like how I always thought the inside of your head would sound like even though I am not interested in you or your head anymore and I find it weird when you chat me up seldomly, but my therapist thinks that because my dad left when I was young, I used to want to be loved by men who did not like me or love me or respect me, as evidenced by my history of dating almost every man who was ever interested in me no matter how boring or evil or ugly they were, and you were, to everyone's surprise, one of those men who did not love me, which quite saddened me for a long time because you were very interesting and mostly not ugly or evil (except that one time you did a very evil thing but honestly who didn't), and while I am so glad that you did not love me because if you did then due to your deep history of rotting your life away and our natural incompatibility in interpersonal communication, I would have probably killed myself a very long time ago, but here I am, wanting to be texted by you, even though I do not want to text you back or want you to be an active, regular participant in my life at all" 

Are any of my exes dating or married or are they cursed

I'm almost 32

 my                 

                 heart 

Sorry i got anxious babe

Dark sad music picked just for you

Imagine not loving me or how I think

Imagine knowing who I am and what I like

I definitely thought --- ----- -- by the way

Why am I fucked up in the head. I don't want it

8 pm: time to dehydrate myself for whatever fucking reason 

how can a song break my heart 17 years later. fuck u btw