it hurts it hurts and it hurts some more
this sucks. I don't understand this state of humanity;
it bugs me, why do I have to be human, anyony other thing but human.
I would like to be an abstract.

Humans are fallible and shitty, they are diluted and impure, why are these material things so clean and clear? Is it because in that there is no life? I don't know, this waffling existence serves up to me full of pain.

hungry as a cat