there is no such thing as monsters

but if there are. they're gnawing at my thighs. living is hard because nobody can do it for you. and i like to take charge i like that my life has meaning and direction and drive and substance and all of the other ingredients to a good story. it's fucking fantastically boring and gripping and ugly but so pretty that i can't look away i can't stop turning the page i can't stop going. i just need a break. time off. game over for a second please. please. stop thinking.