Internal Thoughts as a Weirdo

  I want to be treated like an endangered animal

I like her butt (it’s nice)

I heard him say “Not my beautiful mock chicken” as he screamed he grabbed for plastic that wasn’t his 


I see there are more crows than trees in the cemetery 

I like people that smell like cigarettes 

I like to hug them 


I think ‘I never liked her’ as the pleather chair she sits on squeaks 

I don’t like to hug her 

Holes make me uncomfortable 





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