The voice in my head. Sometimes, it speaks slowly. Sometimes fast. The voice never stops flowing like the word brain is flowing thru my brain so I type brain. My human brain with human thoughts. One hundred days in sodom thoughts. My name is Mark Corrigan. My name isn't Mark Corrigan but my brain said it, so yeah.
The voice in my head. Sometimes, it speaks slowly. Sometimes fast. The voice never stops flowing like the word brain is flowing thru my brain so I type brain and yes ... where-what now?
The voice in my head said this shit above. But that's kind of the point without being the point, which is bullshit I guess cos I'm typing this shit and so I admit its shitiness which makes it even shitter.
