Elucidating Questions

The cat wants out.

He’s clawing at the back of my head like

You coward you coward

My ear is ringing like a loud sound hit it

So he’s yelling but

He says

Come back and face me

He yells while running backwards

Every time he’s come in screaming it’s been in tears so desperate to get anything

I’ll hurt you if I have to

He says I’m irrational

Why are you screaming?

In tears he wanted to fight you.

He’s not very good at fighting.

I haven’t drunk yet

Not drunk just high and so I’m separate

I can watch him

Kind of.

What’s too small?

I am?

My dick?

Your dick?

The hole?

The door?

What?

What is too small?

The scale.

The scale is too small.

You’ve weighed the benefits and drawbacks and decided it’s too small?

Or do you lit…

Literally…

Yes.

He is too fucking thin again.

I am.

Well.

Aware.

Now oh

The cat thinks you’re a coward because he wanted to fight you about how you’re far too thin but you won’t even face him and he’s angry you’re making him worry while also ignoring him still and making him think you’re getting sick again while drinking off in Mexico.

Tada.

I’m getting drunk.

This is the song that never ends