i look down upon my diary-less livelihood with a feeling of cordial disdain

If I don't know something, then I don't know anything at all

And I feel like sometimes, it's like, "oh" 

And also, it's like, "oh," also. 

Then clams, and pictures

pictures of clams

and pictures, of clams 

and an understanding. hi. 

that's like, oh, we can't, 

because it's like, 

                             

bitches ain't shit.