Weeds grow where they want to; not where they're told to grow...


no one really knows
their next line
no one has the speech

sup your beer
I don’t feel like

sunlight through my
toilet window
but you can’t polish a turd

My life is one big advert
My life is one big advert
My life is one big advert
for death

Cut off your ear
and give it to
a nice gal
Use your oils
paint sunflowers
Think of something
good to say

Advice of the white cat:

‘Lay in the sun and everything shall be
Lay in the sun and
forget the world’


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