basquiat in front of a piss painting of himself by warhol

feeling corrupted and consumed by desire

had the teeth falling out dream to end all teeth falling out dreams

spent the dream collecting my teeth and finding a dentist

peace was never an option

seeing films that show lives ruined by drug addiction only intensifies my desire and motivates me further to try drugs

instead of deterring me

tummy hurts because i ate something that i knew would make my tummy hurt anyway

consequences have actions

the urge to rewatch little miss sunshine whenever you’re even a little bit sad

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