I was swiping on Instagram while taking a shit. I stumbled upon a calf with its mom’s shit on top of its head.

Okay

An open windows in front of me, the sun warming my hip, shit protruding from my arsehole.

Very very very very smooooooooooth.

I’m tempted to rub it on my cheeks

In one week I’ll be on vacation. Shitting in my toilet is nice, though I’m looking forward to knowing where will I shit during my camping holidays 😍

It’s summer, and my arse doesn’t respond as it should.

The heat dries my shit, and my soul, and my shit, and my soul sweats.

None

Beach party till dawn.

Couldn’t sleep after that.

Could shit though.

Couldn’t live now.

Who am I?

Is this a dream?

Why do we actually clean our toilet after we pooped in it?

It’s such a stupid shit! It’s going to be dirty pretty soon!

It’s such a selfless move! As I would never be happy at finding the scraps of someone else, why the fuck should I ever leave mine!?

It smells a looot!

It’s wonderful, no matter how many times I sniffed my shit, it shocks me every single time!

Today some fresh approach to life. No breakfast, first thing in the morning, the bathroom thing. You know, washing and scenting for the society… that kind of thing.

Anyway, I thought my body would have found it weird to have any kind of moment for shitting. I couldn’t be more wrong…

A shitload of crap is now out in the wild world for good.

Lucky me I decided not to eat this morning… I would have thrown out… This smell is unsustainable!!