Blood On The Tracks 

Waiting for the bus, listening to blood on the tracks, the sun is out and the wind is cold. 

A girl read my tarot and it talked about love and sexuality and it freaked me out and I said I kind of just want to be a recluse. 

I bought salmon and cream cheese and bagels to make for lunch. 

I drank a lemon and ginger kombucha

It’s good for your gut!

Probiotics motherfucker!

Like a shot of lightning to your soul!

And I will quit smoking and drink chamomile tea

Because fuck this shit,

The other night I was too paranoid to sleep and in the morning I screamed because I thought I saw a ghost,

But hey, that’s showbiz baby!