look at this this condensed structure of bone and syrup with its jaw slack and it’s eyes so empty gather round and take a glance at this creature stumbling about in a trance-like state of corrupted effort and damnation it is the spirit of exhaustion and disappointment it hides in your closet
it certainly hid in mine
the creature is me. take a ******* look at who i am. god knows i’ve seen enough of it.