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When you cut for attention you know it's bad.

But is this very post just to amplify the attention? Why do I crave it so. Am I alone? Is it not my fault?

What is real when your reality is twisted right up in the very bone cradle surrounding the squishy grey meat that pulsates with neurological activity. BRAIN.


You're an asshole. What have I done to deserve this?


Don't answer that.

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