The last thing I did before going to the toilet was cut off my dick and stick a banana in my anus. Experiencing the most excruciating pain I vomited all over the mirror before reaching the toilet. The colorful vomit was like a drawing I did of myself in kindergarten—so innocent and pure.
I. Insomnia
I woke up at three in the morning depressed, wrote a poem, lit a candle, took a leak, shaved, smoked a few cigarettes and laid down and stared recklessly into oblivion.
