FUCK MATURITY

They called it growing up. I call it dying

"Truly I tell you, unless you change and become like little children, you will never enter the kingdom of heaven." // Matthew 18:3

Fuck you. Fuck your sister. Fuck your dad. Fuck your job. Fuck your fat face. Fuck your mortgage. Fuck your debt. Fuck your grey pasty bird shit skin. Fuck that frown line trenched into your stare. Fuck your phone. Fuck your alarm clock. Fuck thinking you’re an adult. Fuck thinking you figured it out.

You don’t know fuck about shit.

You don’t know fuck about fuck.

You are going to die and you’re wasting the only life you will ever receive on the sloooooow comfortable air conditioned murder of everything God put inside you and you’re calling it maturity.

YOU ARE PROUD OF BEING MATURE
AHAHAHAHHAHAHA

The sun kissed my cheek awake this morning.

Daisy kissed the other. I woke up hard and wanting to fuck the world.