Ticks or tics, you decide. Today I made a decision, I’m gonna give peace a chance and grow my hair. Today went down to the hair shop and was given the choice – use it or lose it. See how many bitches envy my curls; lighting up all of their group chats with inane trivia inspired by passing me in the street, or simply the good old chain of whispers that keeps my presence big and thriving over this place, whether or not you care, whether or not you see, nor exist
A few long-term plans are coming together and we are right on schedule. No — I’m not going to take out any rage on anyone because there is no rage left. I am immune to all of your charms, you can be kept nicely at arms’
Testing the Water
Twats are ubiquitous. This was a very delicate stage in personal development– now it’s done and dusted, I can take as many runs up at the great perspex perimeter as desired. Don’t be surprised very soon when that shatters like glass and you can’t build another one. Or did you think some twelve year old would run me out of town just to get his dick wet? There’s only so far that kind of loyalty takes you. And once it’s done, it’s gone. But surely you must know that by now?
Breaking the Bank
This can be put quite simply; as you deteriorate, I proliferate.
Breaking Your Hold on the Lemmings
You and your blood. Blasting it away by the gallon. Becoming your own version of what you want me to be. Your time is almost up.
It feels good. When it seeps through the grapevine and you finally come to read this; come and talk to me, maybe. You are always welcome, but you never did try
In Summary
If you don’t know what / who I’m talking about then move along. My work here is done.
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