Letter of Resignation

Permanent resentment on the 5's and 10's.

If you do anything long enough and hard enough

you'll get bad at it! Practice makes bullshit,

I say. I always say. Let's. Get. DRUNK! 

Or just act like it, I don't care how you

get there. Just...

Whatever. Don't bother. I want to fly down

Northern Boulevard like literally put

the car dealerships to shame. Look at me,

I'm not at work! Do I hate to work the right amount or

too much? Hi, I'm Allison, does anyone have

some ideas for me for what to do with

the rest of my life because it's a 5 this year so

I gotta go nuts. Don't tell me I

can't take advice. I mean don't tell me,

I can't. I can't. I can't. Hey, I decided

personal nostalgia is ok but the rest is bad.

That's good though, right? For a while we thought

it was all bad. God it feels so fucking good to TYYYYYPE

sometimes, right? I'm doing body mod where I 

type in a certain position a certain leaning position

until my arm starts to grow straight outta my neck 

which will be very beautiful. Very beautiful. What a phrase.

That's poetry, right? By "very beautiful" I mean "neck with an arm growing out of it"

and from now on we'll all remember that right? Last night

the sky was neck with an arm growing out of it. Matt,

I love you you are neck with an arm growing out of it.

I want this year to be neck with an arm growing out of

IT! It's a 5 this year so it's gotta be, that. Or else

permanent resentment like a rising tide. I've

done some things too long 

to be good

any longer.