the worms to come

even better times

something

Sharp

My next magazine

Sleep

sex

why are you asking?

Christmas

the end of the world

slowly ebbing away

enjoying the here and now

everything

waiting

Reading my old magazine

Loving my smell

masturbation

i asked you, why are you asking?

Begging for money from mom for video games.

sleep

it is, sadly, inevitable

I'll still be the luckiest man alive

nothing

He won't find out who I am.

I'll want my money back!

I stay smelly and awake

I'll have a sore wrist

i dont know. but y are you asking?

I shall be confused.

ill kill somneone