taking acid and seeing the devil

leaf soup

lies

dry heaving some more

fridays i'm in deep shit

male contemplates rope, seeks knot tying manual

exit

as if you need another one of these

i'm staying home, sleeping. this is more of a musical diary than anything, it's not supposed to be anything more than momentary glances into my emotion, strangely expressed through shittilly recorded (lo-fi is a choice, I play out of necessity) improvisatory music (?) I'm trying to get more accurate at portraying these emotions. I'm not sure what you'll think of it... but some of it's okay!