tick, tock. tick, tock.
hmm. I want pizza.
tick, tock. tick, tock.
I think I'm going to draw today. Yes, I'll do this.
tick, tock. tick, tock.
oh no
tick,
wait
tock.
i suddenly remember
tick,
i suddenly remember that life has no meaning
tock.
i suddenly remember that we're micro-microscopic
tickk,
microscopic in this universe,
toock.
this universe we know nothing about, and, oh,
tttick,
oh, i'm losing sight of who i am and where i am and why anything in this world matters and oh
ti-tock.
i dont know why my hands are shaking when i dont have a reason to shake them i dont know why i ask myself these questions when i dont have a reason to ask them i dont know why i write this when i dont have a reason to write them and i
tick?
dont know why i try when i dont have a reason to try and i dont know why i dont try when theres every reason to try but is there really and
t...tock.
what is a reason but something i myself conjure up out of little things do these little things really matter what is the quest for life other than a quest to release more happiness chemicals in our brains holding us away from the drug and
t-t-t-t-t-t-tick!
why do i live when theres no reason to live but why should i die when theres no reason to die and why do i lie to myself on a regular basis when theres no reason to hide myself from the truth but is
tatock
it really the truth or is it a lie ive lied to myself so long i cant remember because the only person who believes my lies
tick
is myself
tock
oh. the pizza is done!
tick, tock. tick, tock.
that's nice.
tick, tock. tick, tock.
i might make pizza again sometime
tick, tock. tick, tock.
Jan 2, 2018
Jan 2, 2018 at 3:53 AM UTC
tick, tock. tick, tock.
hmm. I want pizza.
tick, tock. tick, tock.
I think I'm going to draw today. Yes, I'll do this.
tick, tock. tick, tock.
oh no
tick,
wait
tock.
i suddenly remember
tick,
i suddenly remember that life has no meaning
tock.
i suddenly remember that we're micro-microscopic
tickk,
microscopic in this universe,
toock.
this universe we know nothing about, and, oh,
tttick,
oh, i'm losing sight of who i am and where i am and why anything in this world matters and oh
ti-tock.
i dont know why my hands are shaking when i dont have a reason to shake them i dont know why i ask myself these questions when i dont have a reason to ask them i dont know why i write this when i dont have a reason to write them and i
tick?
dont know why i try when i dont have a reason to try and i dont know why i dont try when theres every reason to try but is there really and
t...tock.
what is a reason but something i myself conjure up out of little things do these little things really matter what is the quest for life other than a quest to release more happiness chemicals in our brains holding us away from the drug and
t-t-t-t-t-t-tick!
why do i live when theres no reason to live but why should i die when theres no reason to die and why do i lie to myself on a regular basis when theres no reason to hide myself from the truth but is
tatock
it really the truth or is it a lie ive lied to myself so long i cant remember because the only person who believes my lies
tick
is myself
tock
oh. the pizza is done!
tick, tock. tick, tock.
that's nice.
tick, tock. tick, tock.
i might make pizza again sometime
tick, tock. tick, tock.
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