I play Magic: The Gathering. I play video games. I do both as a means of break in mundanity. I suppose the way a person reads, The way a person watches a movie. Stories within stories in words and then More stories within pictures The picture part is great because I can't draw. I mean I can't write code or balance over Twenty years of game mechanics but words, I've got words. I've got the best words. I smoke **** and I have a lot of weird fetishes I don't know why. To both of those things. I have no idea. **** makes me paranoid and sleepy. It does other things, too, but I can't describe it well. I can't describe it clearly. I like drinking ***, But I've never peed on someone else, so I don't Know if I'm down with that. I'll have *** with anyone, But disclaimer, I won't have *** with just anyone, If you catch my drift. *****, ******, whatever, doesn't Matter but I prefer my fellow queer, or queer minded, You ******* sickos. I just like getting my mouth on things. Someone well learned in human sexuality might be Able to shed some light on that. I chain smoke and I neglect myself. And I do both because I am one depressed, self loathing ****** with a half hearted death wish or some ****. I cling really tightly to naivety, but not because I want It enough to have it around all the time. I'd say it's only so I don't go down that road again And self destruct. Figure that one out.
Clearly autobiographical As opposed to abstractly autobiographical