selfconfession

 Im good at this, not in many good things mostly bad things, but that doesnt take away the fact that im good at some thing. I am good at making my throat gulp because the physiology of my hidden anxiety makes it too narrow to swallow. Food doesn't have any space left to pass through its rollercoaster ride, but semen is thinner. I am good at blaming my mask for bus ride asphyxiation, forgetting how does a body breathe, i thought this procedure was not supposed to be a conscious one, next thing will be to order my heart for a beat and i will surely forget that. This fucker deceived me cherries taste like SHIT. do i even do this on purpose? Is this the aftereffect of too much brain selfwashing how should i know, is there any test for that? I know that there is medication, but what for, for some thing i am not good at , like the rest of the paragraph, those are my latest achievements. i hate every thing, or rather whatever this feeling is , the feeling is a body headache , not only head ones, but headaches for all over , bodyaches but in a way different sense. AT least i can smell the ocean islands i wish i were there instead of this heat wave and