Touch-starvation Needs To Be Written With Emphasis On The Starving Part. You Are Hungry To Be Touched.

touch-starvation needs to be written with emphasis on the starving part. you are hungry to be touched. so hungry that even the very taste of it makes you nauseous. it has been long since anything has ever touched you, ever fed you - that your body has grown more used to that gnawing emptiness more than anything else. it's better for you to be held, to eat but it makes you sick to try. you know

malevolent liveshow that's just harlan guthrie up on stage talking to himself while quickly changing hats

I'M FINALLY HOME FROM MY PERILOUS TRIP FROM ABROAD (A holiday to bratislava and vienna) AND OH GOD, I'VE BEEN DELAYED 3 DECADES FROM SEEING MY BELOVED LOVERS (i was fucking delayed 3 hours from ryanair flights, can you fucking believe that, just say your pilot is hungover rather than LYING to us about some bullshit problem about buses, and also i greatly miss my queer platonically married friend, no good lessons either on Friday other than English and Computer maths so i'm fucked)

THEY SHALL CELEBRATE MY ARRIVAL WITH TEARS AND BOUQUETS WHEN I RETURN BACK TO MY KINGDOM

(My classmates will just look Suprised i'm here, my parents pulled this stunt the first day after school started in September, the first day of October - immediately on holiday. Thank god there's no major sporting events for November, else i'll die. I'll also lie about a funeral, in which to their narrative i have many dead relatives)

just gonna start killing people i dont find funny