Please Sir, Can I Have Some Dopamine. I Can't Go On Without It.

It isnt even three whole months into the year and society as we know it has been threatened already. In the name of all that is holy can I please have some good news.

I want to be free of this thing we call "responsibilities". Let me run barefoot, butt ass naked in the woods with a vodka stash so I may be free as the local cryptid I am meant to be.

Hell

I walk down the stairwell, the only sounds being my own breathing and footsteps.

There are few lights for me to see but somehow I know where to step although I have never walked here before. The lights that are here exist as floating orbs in small slits of the smooth walls.

I feel a breeze just out of reach, enough for me to believe the end is around the next turn. My curiosity endless like the stairs I hurriedly walk down. Then with a single step I am there. And He is there, all I hear from silent lips is " there's cheese in the fridge."

God I love me that bagged fridge cheese.

"New year new me"

*lays in the dirt so that what nutrition my body weakly clings to is recycled by the fungus and maggots of the wood*

"God I just want to go home and eat some sexy oreos"

-One sexy trilobite

British people who like meat be like "take me to the..."

Day 1 of my self quarantine

I don't want to get out bed but I also really want tea. Not much has changed

You could say I am a bit of a state

Christmas time is here, so do y'all peel you're candy canes before you eat then?

To those of you who wad up toilet paper,

you got some serious and unchecked problems.