Grieving and confused

Damn, I can’t remember shit. Here one moment gone the next. Doesn’t even matter how important it is to me. Just can’t remember the important things in life. That’s why I have them all tattooed to my body. You know, like in that movie Prison Break. Any time I want to remember something important I get it tattooed to my body. The problem is I keep forgetting that I already got it tattooed and then I get it tattooed again. I have White tattooed on my body 57 times, so I must really like the stuff. Old man makes an appearance 14 times, so I assume I am worried about getting older, And what in the fuck is a “Nyarlathotep.” I just assumed it was a mistake.