9 to 5, daily grind ( Read more... )

When civilization falls in it's grave
Technology throws on the dirt
You realize the finest things in life
Are the ones that can never be hurt

nothin left inside

Never look to me for purity, my heart's forgotten.

i woke up and screamed "fuck the world."

Presented in folded flags, embedded in foreign sand, written upon the dead skin of a dried-up land it began: "We'll fix the fat and the ugly with incisions. We'll stash the gay and liberal up in New England. We'll keep the black and poor in (or under the constant threat of) prison. And they'll all feel blessed just for being a part of the vision

ive got no use.

it makes me feel worthless

...

and i go back every once and a while