Snoozin' on the backwards dream

Two or three pills last night. I woke up at 4 am and puked. Went back to sleep. I'm not working. I got zero worries but I worry about pretty much every damn thing.

I used to travel- Mexico, New York. I drove across country a couple years ago. It seems like a lifetime. I'm a sour old piece of crap. Good for nothing. Have I given up? Some days it sure seems like it. No booze no drugs pills pills pills blood pressure cholesterol glucose blah blah blah. Why am I trying to be healthy if I don't do anything? Complain complain complain. OkayBOOMER

BOOM YER BON TEMPS fuck n Aaaaaaa

Crumpin criminey Sat mmm

Say goodnight dick

Yer a dick

Yeah what are you gonna do about it?

Oh nothing 

Maybe go to Bi-Rite and get some groceries