wattpad ain’t failed me yet henni #stillinthemfhouse

My obsession with meat spawns from the comical nature of how we observe an animal in descent or decay. It's a combination of both the hilariousness and absurdity of the product itself that triggers me because we are all self-proclaimed prized hogs waiting for slaughter. We are all waiting for our salvation by slaughterhouse. We are waiting for somebody to tag us with a discount sticker and bleed through the grill grates of a fourth of July cookout. My old school was also next to a dog food factory. and at the height of summer the smell of beast dying to feed other breast inspired a lot of early writing.

Ain’t no broccoli playing prevent defense