nothanx

Driving down the veins of the system hurt a bit today.

I felt like happiness was just another word for jesus or the easter bunny.

They call it the american dream for a reason.

It's not just for aliens.

But what else can I do but play the part for now.

Feed the queen.

Gather some dust.

Find some joy.

Find some lust.

Tomorrow you will drive down that highway.

You will do what you must.

Chase that spaghetti monster.

Until you're the dust.