Reprisal shit.

This one has a very greasy smell, kind of synesthetic right?

I had a spicy pepperoni pizza for dinner, Salami in it is very greasy, dense. That is what this thin smell feels like. It’s kind of wholesome…

Deadly serpents

Gloomy spirals

Evil stones

These are the kind of rarity I produce right now

After a whole month not drinking alchool, yesterday I had a couple of beers. They were GREAT, I enjoyed every single sip. I went to sleep kinda early, then here I am, sitting on my toilet in the morning. There’s shit thrashing out of my hole, feeling like there’s a few more every single turd gets out.

How is this beer-related? I just feel it. There’s more to come, but it doesn’t seem to be developed yet

Anxiety and stress alter our body’s most basic instincts. Our stress comes from our so-frenetic life we live, so modern, hustle and bustle, running to pur jobs, making this and that. That is so sad. We’re not born for that. That doesn’t let us appreciate our mist basic needs.

We are born for pleasure, we are born to take shits in the wild, wiping up with bark, dangling around our turds and throwing it off some cliff. This different present makes me sad. We shall be more animals and less… stupid. We shall die in our 30s happiest men ever, we shan’t survive 80s in so much pain.

And that’s what anxiety constipation makes me think.

A quick drop after twelve hours of pause. Such a clockwork bowels!

Nice, very nice!

Now, what makes it longer than expected is sluckiness. It stained my arse so much I now have to clean myself thoroughly

Days are getting worst, and me, I feel torn into pieces just like my shit is.

Today just scratches of a past turd. Just so ugly to see, not even worth mentioning.

Uhm, just a thin little rod.

I was expecting something different I’ve gotta say it. You know, I spent yesterday evening farting all around my house.

My girlfriend even did some math and we discovered I made something like 100’000 farts in my life. I sincerely thinks it’s way underestimated, but anyway…

C’mooon I was hoping for sone real shit here!!! Something HUGE! 😫

I guess I shall just be cool with it. Peace.

A little HUGE reprisal shit.

I was comfortably laying on the sofa watching some random YouTube videos when I felt my bowels calling.

I immediately went to the toilet, where I sat idly. Just a few moments and then…

My arsehole started puking copiously, it was very warm and utter creamy.

It was good. I mean, it lasted a few moments, it was smooth, and it didn’t stick much. So that was actually good

My arsehole producing shit makes the best job ever. It is very good at it. It even works on the weekends. Nice. Very nice. I should give it a raise!

Trouble shitting today. I guess it’s because I’m out of my routine :/

Well could be!

There’s only a shy little tird watching me, head right on top of the water surface.

Yes, as a matter of fact, there was more. There is now in my toilet more or less the same amount of shit there was ten minutes ago. And I flushed it down, you know. It kind of re-spawned. Where the hell does it come from? I haven’t eaten double!

Now my body is self-producing faeces, I guess…

No, seriously I feel like I unlocked some kind of bonus and now I doubled up the reward. If I only shat gold…

The Omen was correct, now the pool is crowded with chilling tirds, sitting all around in a very hazy water.

Sure they are happy now, finally freed from a dark and claustrophobic place such as the intestines.

There’s a bit more coming though, I feel it. Or perhaps my anus is just a little itchy because of that spicy hamburger I had for dinner 🤔

Ominous bowels burden.

The good the bad and the ugly are inside the shell.

The good is a HUGE turd taking all the spot, nothing to say, it is the winner, the bigger, the better, the stronger

the BAD boy stays a little out, seeking revenge from the good

The UGLY is small and underdeveloped, it’s not even whole, it is split in bits, it stays behind the big one in order to seek protection.

This movie I watched inside the toilet made me start the day in a good mood.

I woke up this morning with this insane idea of falling back to sleep, but something was awake already, something prevented me from falling back into Morpheus’ arms.

There’s a bomb ticking inside me, going to explode, gotta be dropped.

Don’t know why though, I didn’t eat anything terrible, I guess it is just my stress negatively affecting my corporal functions.

I am sad