All that blood and nowhere to go.

Cigarettes help.

I had number 343.

When I entered this place it was at 229.

I got a lot of thinking done.

I don't know,

does soccer make you thick?

Or is it the soda?

They better be inexpensive because

they look just like the tip of a dick,

and just as weak and stupid and sensitive.

I mean, I don't even know,

but..

Not me, but some other poor marble,

just trying to get their respective

area of familiarity.

Once the authority face has surfaced,

there is no turning back.

Why do we think that when we do things

its not like when others do things?

No, really.

Because I do.

Nobody I know.