self indulgence, self truent, self concious thoughts, slef losrtles sthougts self, esteem dturned into money and keeping you clothes klean don't wlak by me if i a see you and you do't look dirty i don't wanna fucking talk to you. and i don't owe anything to you or your frieneds. i swear to god my gift is my presence, but the first person to realize will get their nose rubbed in the dirt, no dice i wanna kill most people. i live because i'm sick of trying to die and it is the only way to tgo. i see it in the worker men, the hard concrete rollers, that are diving in, life first into the seams of social problems and not to mention a lifetime prescrip[tion easisly givem to pain pills, rollling rock bettween my legs i'll eventually piss it out tomorrow durnign this shit paying job that i have ot have to hold my self up in theis big sea. theis big sea of new york shitty. i honestly think its the best place on earth, and that is a lie. the world is so big why cant we explore? why the fuck are we afraid to do what wwasn't done befeore us these cots laid out, were all going to be another dead. i used to really believe and thingk that what we didi during our life, or our wiki pedia page was something important, now i don't konow i don't fucking know why we sit around staring at screens to ease the pain of our lower thoughts our true selves, our generation is taught to aviod avoid avoid.
