I superfail at lazy days

I said I was gonna do it. And glob-damn if I didn’t try my hardest. But it was a failed venture. I just… don’t get it. I used to be so good at these. The “lazy, fat, days”. The routine was simple in the old days when my sanguine traffic flow was consistently polluted with pharmaceuticals and I ate processed canned crap. I’d get up, ply the lipped fissure in.. Read More

This 280 sq ft house is like a runaway luxury apartment

Dear God, I’d like to erase my whole life, start over, and spend it in this thing: Love, Ashley. Dear Ashley, I see you’re dreaming big. I told you to get out more. You see what happens when you spend too much time alone? We can’t save you now. No one can. Love, God Mayhaps the great cosmic force speaking to me through caffeine induced schizophrenic auditory hallucinations is right… Read More