nicotine

I feel as though im in a very fucking bad dream...

Infected by junk. Cursed by men. Bred by imberciles. Fisted by demons. Eaten by alchemists.

Man alive...

Disease, evils and difficulties co-ordinating my every living cell!

Not to mention... I get 2 job interviews down my path. But too feverishly fucked to attend.

Aaah I do appologies for the stinky horse shit mood. Im just not a happy sausage today


Sod orf