Monday, October 1, 2018

ladies and gentlemen, my parents



Car Crash Fantasy

I kept day dreaming all day that I got hit by a car, and they kept on trying to get me to go into an ambulance and I wouldn't get in. I'd just lie bleeding on the street refusing the ambulance, and eventually news crews and a crowd would gather around. And I'd shout into the cameras that I'd rather die than pay $60,000 to keep living this dumb life. And I'd ask the news crews to let me tell my mom and Tate I was sorry and that I loved them, and I'd die there. And then maybe that would be the catalyst for some healthcare reform in this dumb country. And I wouldn't have to stand in the kitchen wanting to cut open my fucking wrists but not being able to cut anything.  I just want to sleep forever.