I had a revelation today; I fucking hate you.
Whatever I ate in this god forsaken place today has me sitting on a mighty throne of power. I hope my hair grows long and covers my eyes like the great Conan the Conqueror as I sulk. I found a way to document notes for the future. I should write less, but who cares.Fuck it smells like ammonia and cauterized flesh in here.
I’m sure those who are watching are fucking amused at this very moment, as I rock back and forth like a mother without her child. So many options, all just as grand as the last. I do need rest, I will come back to continue my misanthropic musings soon.
Soon. If not never? I don’t really have a choice, because I’m lost and trapped here. So, yes, soon.
Soon.