everything i say is the best compliment i can think of at the time

The title of this blog post should be the title of a poem.
I need to step my titling game up forreal.

Today I roleplayed with my casemanager. Kinky.
But seriously she's pretty cool.
Today I called her Ari insteat of Arianna.
She is the first mental health person I have called by a nicknmae.
Swag.

Tired.
Just downloaded that Das Racist album.
I want to make a rap album.
I want Damiaan Van Der Werf to help me with it.
I need to ask him about that.
Maybe I'll just link him to this.
That would be rude.
I already know exactly what the first single will be.
I know the words and the music.
I will be the next Das Racist.
I went through a phase where instead of calling things bad I called them racist.

Read a real sweet poem by Mike Kitchell just now.
Been vibing off Russ Woods and nEon glittery recently.

GOnna start moving all my stuff in one room of this house into another room in this house.
What i did the everyday?

This Das Racist is dope.

All I want is to be hugging someone while lying down and for the hug to last a long time.

Also other things.
But I don't want to be selfish.

I want to read a lot of books before the end of the year but the list of books keeps getting longer and the list of days keeps getting shorter.

What's a bro gotta do to get in the Pop Serial fold hiuh?

Squeeze my bicep.
It's tiny.
When I was little I would flex my arm and feel the bone and think it was muscle.

I compare everything to everything else.
Everything is part of the same thing anyway.

Fresh sheets on my bed.
I'm gonna have a bath

Fuck
No pictures
Here are some of my old house in Auckland: