how’s
your head feeling?

i spilled chewed up pizza all over the floor.

i keep scabbing my kness,
but i’m still trailing the sound.

words, uh, are like,
super, um, hard to
form.

your face looks nice
underwater.

kinda want noodles now.

can i post you
modernism?

did you find it?

nevermind neverland,

i want you back with me.