i have toxic masculinity and catholic guilt while somehow being neither a man nor catholic but perhaps my total incapability of containing such identities makes me the perfect vessel to encapsulate both in a way so full and pure as a ripe round plum waiting to be picked

I got that dog in me (I’m scared of the doorbell)

i like being an artist because i have a lot of stupid ideas. then i can turn them into reality and inflict them on everyone else