i go to the bus stop every day with a stack of phone books to rip them apart and impress the ladies but they always give me strange looks and today a girl came up and said "you're wasting so much paper...... " and then i stopped mid-rip and began crying in front of the hoes just fuckjng completely wailing just a Mess of a fucking person man
sometimes i throw my homunculus as hard as i can at the wall and make him into a beige stain until his flesh reconfigures and goes back to normal , he screams as if he loves it but i know the nerve endings are fried, i did that myself
just made my first homunculus and he looked at me with his little beady eyes as if the 8 brain tissue cells i gave him had any understanding of the love and fear needed to look at me like that. then he began to mutter but my ass forgot the vocal chords #oops
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