Monday, 25 November 2019 | 09:21 AM

It is extremely hard to overcome the feeling of having done something wrong. Losing my girlfriend, losing control of my car, ending up in a car crash. If I can’t take care of stuff I love, If I am not even able to take care to the people I love! I am not worth it.

Today gravity works the other way around: it feels like tirds coming out of my arse are nothing compared to the amount of crap who’s producing them.

Monday, 25 November 2019 | 12:16 AM

Night time. Same old shit.

Sunday, 24 November 2019 | 09:44 AM

You know, today is a Sunday, still not a day of sun.

I am always talking about shit and stuff. Even though I was not sitting on a closet, yesterday I did the most massive shat I made ever.

It’s been a sad life for me recently. The dullest days of my life. I feel like I am depressed, probably I am not, and yet I am having dull days. Everything goes bad.

My self esteem used to be great all the time. Maybe too much…

I feel like I can’t fail. I am the best.

Hell, I am not. I was coming back home, it was midnight already. It rained for the whole day, and was still, the thinnest drops. Road was slippery, I was taking a bend. Usual speed. Above 20mph, as always (I am an ass, as always. Indeed).

Basically I lost control on the slippery ground, banked right and left, my car did a spin and crashed on the rail. Fortunately I was unhurt. Not physically. In my mind, I am devastated. My brain hurts. I cried and cried.

The worst thing is I just realised I cannot learn from mistakes. I had two more accidents in the last two years. But I had many other near-misses.

You know what’s the funniest part?

The first near miss I’ve had, ever, was on a bend. Slippery road. I was rushing back home. I desperately needed a poop.

It looks like three years apart I had my great shat! Will it be satisfactory enough though?

PS. Don’t worry, my arse have been extruding mass ever since I started to write this post, twenty minutes ago. It is yucky, yet nothing compared to the other one.

Saturday, 23 November 2019 | 09:33 AM

This moment is weird. It has been long time without constipation.

I just sat, before my morning shower, I though I got something, but apparently nothing wants to come out. Must be my feelings’ fault. I broke up with my girlfriend, and everything seems dull now.

Friday, 22 November 2019 | 06:43 PM

It’s been 15 months now, since I started wondering ‘Am I gluten intolerant?’

I ate a sandwitch for lunch, then I spent the rest of the evening working on my laptop struggling, concentrating myself on holding those painful farts. The coloured one, you know.

I dropped the amount of pasta I used to eat everyday ever since I was a boy. In the end, even if all the clues brings me to the conclusion I AM indeed gluten intolerant, I’ve decided I just don’t wont to know it.

Friday, 22 November 2019 | 07:56 AM

It is so liberating when you get rid of the anvil hidden in your stomach!

Thursday, 21 November 2019 | 07:11 PM

I was struggling keeping this inside. My body could not wait for it.

Driving in traffic, holding farts for too long, freezing on the road.

Finally this is the moment. I am home. Warm all around me. I sit, My anus could finally let it go. Expand.

I am free.

Thursday, 21 November 2019 | 10:13 AM

Whilst there are some exciting days of poop, there are moments, such as today, in which ennui takes over and there’s nothing I could do.

Wednesday, 20 November 2019 | 08:01 AM

You know, sometimes I am just here, enjoying the session. I am into it, feeling good.

Tuesday, 19 November 2019 | 04:58 PM

Tirds tirds tirds, Mötley Crüe cover

Tuesday, 19 November 2019 | 09:43 AM

I cannot tell why neatly, but I usually have big thoughts while taking a brown.

I wonder if Aristotele, Galileo, Shakespeare, geniuses from their own times had their ideas sitting for a poop. Could it ever be that easy? Just concentrate hard enough, giving shits the time they need to be done?

Monday, 18 November 2019 | 11:11 PM

These days are lasting longer than usual somehow.

I am sitting here on my white throne thinking about life and everything, with my headset on.

Shit’s what really matters

Monday, 18 November 2019 | 07:56 AM

Right, today I am freezing my arse off. Hope it won’t jeopardize my shit skills.

Sunday, 17 November 2019 | 10:38 AM

Bad reprise.

Sunday, 17 November 2019 | 09:25 AM

It’s funny how, every part of my body still asleep, my arse is perfectly awake.