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(two random pieces : eat them up or ignore the shit out of 'em)


I used to feel really connected to people and humanity back in the day when I used to take hits of e from time to time but now I dont feel shit

I try to say hi to strangers but it yields poor results
So when Im at home I dont talk to my motherfucking neighbors
Just leave me alone and give me a Slurpee made with five flavors
And Im happy until the last big gulp
My mask is past broke
But its the cracked face underneath
That has me reaching for a smoke
Its a joke its a life
Its cutting a microwave burrito with a dull butter knife
Its not needing to just say no
Its just saying for ten years or so that weed was my wife
and now were kind of divorced
of course, its still easy for the brain to escape realitys plane
without a dime eighth or ounce
just try to get close to the pain you feel now
and youll find yourself as far up in the clouds as you need
watching TV laying sideways on a couch
driving crowded freeways, car stereo drowning out
the anonymous faces placed all around
there is no connection here
I would never try to roll down my window and shout small talk
To the person in the car next to me
But I dont necessarily see why not
Ive never hocked anything in a pawn shop
But Ive sold my soul for the fear
That keeps me clear of pursuing my lofty goals
True self on a shelf
Real me at arms reach
Thats why I work at Malibu beach mansions
With people who cant keep their nose clean
Because through all my comatose falls
Thats one of the few things I can do
Nothing
Sitting at a poker table bluffing
Holding no cards
Just the heart I ripped out of my chest
To share with the rest of you
Id wave to the strangers now
But it might indicate that I dont have an ace
Or the hurting organ I hold might spurt blood
All over their perfect fucking face

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inside the mind of a hardcore criminal

I want to rob a vending machine re-fill truck driver
For his mini-potato chip bags
Not for his money (I dont even think hed have any)
Just his chips
Id do it by knifepoint
A real cheesy flip open blade that may or may not even be a knife
A comb maybe or a piece of paper I colored with a marker and folded up
Or Id even go with the old hand-in-the-pocket-pretend-its-a-gun

I want to rob a mini-potato chip bag vending machine re-fill truck driver
If Im on foot I could get a decent load
Id say : 30-35 bags or so
A bicycle with a basket I think I could get 15-25% more
If I brought my car up behind the truck
I could fill the back seat and the trunk and Id by swimming in em
Rold Gold Pretzels
Maybe some Ruffels, Cheetos, Cool Ranch Doritos
If he had those Chilli Cheese Fritos Id go for those first

I want to rob a mini-potato chip bag vending machine re-fill truck driver
By knifepoint with something that might not even be a knife and take nothing but loads and loads of chips
Because I think it would be fun to do this
And that way Id have a lot of snacks to eat for a long time
I could take little bags with me everywhere I go

No, you know whatI dont know because then Id have to figure out
How to go for the soda
It would probably start with me reaching up in the machine
And then Id get my hand stuck, so fuck it.
PlusIf I always had bags of Ruffles and Doritos and shit
People might start calling me Chip.
And I hate that fucking name.