I slept on my grandmothers couch this morning. I had strange dreams.

My car windows are broken and my ashtray snapped.

I cleaned my car today. I was hoping to find something fantastic. I found nothing but empty cigarette packs, crumpled receipts and a mountain of empty coffee cups. Oh, and a vacuum cleaner, a painting and several blankets. There was a pile of indifference underneath my seat.

It was cold today and I loved it. It reminded me of fall.
My stomach hurts from laughing so much.
I love feeling limitless and free.

"Have you ever fucked a T-Rex?"
Yeah. That's lyrical gold.