We will all be worm food
So fuck each other wildly
Before your peckers and pussies fall off
There’s no time to be uptight
Everyone alive is loosening, unwinding
There is a smidgen of rot
In every conception
Maybe only fetuses
Are young and beautiful
Anxiety is the only worthless emotion
Fuck anxiety, and fuck you
You should give a fuck what society thinks
(unless worry is inbred)
God forbid we actually enjoy ourselves-
but God wants you to be happy!
It’s The Man (in the Office, not the Sky)
Holding you back.
Fuck The Man, fuck your man.
“Carpe diem, carpe diem! Fuck my pussy, fuck my pussy!”