Singer-songwriter/multi-instrumentalist/poet/cat daddy/scared boyo/sexy lizard eater/depressed piece of crap/your favorite local bastard
If I follow you back you must be pretty damn special
Don't force your agendas on me
No relevance, no context, no worries
I'm the neighbor kid your mom would never let you play with
Now I'm depressed, lonely and have anxiety
Thank her for me
I don't like people. Go away.
You're still here? I'm only here because some benevolent entity wills it. What's YOUR excuse?
Now go. Find something to read.
Abonnements
Histoires par Adam
How To Deal With Bullies 101
Genius tips on how to live smarter, not die harder.
Lies My Therapist Told Me
For the ones who feel everything, the ones who stay up all night crying, the ones who cannot sleep.