If I were a weapon of mass destruction, I would orphan your ancestors.
If I were...
God Bless stagnance. God bless still. Fuck the motherfuckers who think moving forward is the only way to move. Your progress-only ideology has royally tainted my peace. You are the fleck of manure to my bucket of milk.
If I were a Marcus Yarrow, if I were a Marcus Flutie....why are so many fictional iconoclasts named Marcus?
Molly the Robot is the escape. Who is the girl?
Why can't the story just be about recovery? Can I let it sit? Can I trust it to breathe?
There's so much pressure. But from where? From YOU. Chill the eff out.
Marcus, Marcus...What Would Marcus Do?
WWMD?
What WMD? The kind that disturbs the shit.
-I
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