The best part of waking up
is picking my nose
and rolling all my gooey boogers up
into one big ball,
an amalgamation of snot and crust,
then flicking it off
and trying to get it to stick
up on that one spot on the ceiling.
Y'know, that one slightly darkened spot
just above my *** stained desk
downstairs in the back room?
It's down there next to all those
empty Jim Beam bottles, well
I mean they're not empty anymore
because I keep filling them up with ****
But they used to be empty at one point,
actually I guess they've been empty twice;
once before the factory added the liquor
and then again after I drank all the liquor
but before I added the ****
I digress,
you get it.
The ****** spot on the ceiling.
Good morning. 🌞
Jun 25, 2025
Jun 25, 2025 at 8:05 AM UTC
The best part of waking up
is picking my nose
and rolling all my gooey boogers up
into one big ball,
an amalgamation of snot and crust,
then flicking it off
and trying to get it to stick
up on that one spot on the ceiling.
Y'know, that one slightly darkened spot
just above my *** stained desk
downstairs in the back room?
It's down there next to all those
empty Jim Beam bottles, well
I mean they're not empty anymore
because I keep filling them up with ****
But they used to be empty at one point,
actually I guess they've been empty twice;
once before the factory added the liquor
and then again after I drank all the liquor
but before I added the ****
I digress,
you get it.
The ****** spot on the ceiling.
Good morning. 🌞
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