It’s not that good Gonz is fake, good Gonz is who Gonz wants to be. It’s that absence of bad, along with the good, is fake. I don’t know how to be good, other than by suppressing the bad shit. But the bad shit starts backing up and overflowing and eventually ends up all over the fucking place and, even after it’s been cleaned up, there’s a certain smell that lingers.
Great, best metaphor I can come up with for how my mind works is a plugged up toilet. The fuck does that say?
Great, best metaphor I can come up with for how my mind works is a plugged up toilet. The fuck does that say?