i write because i feel like vomiting and i do not want to clean i want to spit.
here is a list of poems and rants.
The sound of a tree rotting, cement vomiting
this is a song for waking up in the morning head aching belly blurry vision and hate for the reason why you are meant to be alive
saltare come rane sulle frane
mixed language mixed feelings some drawings – happy times, sad times, blood sex glass and carnage.
bad blood
because someone died and that is fucking awful
le esistenze dimezzate
while studying for university just embrace delirium and invent words and give it all for the symbols and fights and burn fast – please burn fast
