take apart your head

throwing lit matches at preschoolers is punk

Would anyone like to support my life style or am i to freakish and strange

sorry for not answering messages for three thousand years i have. Stew. in place of a brain. you know how it is

why am i meeting armor for sleep today

i can't tell if they were chill or if they were kind of douche bags

burnout from not doing anything

I like when you click a link and it turns purple its like youre bruising it

wound dressings and bandages are lingerie for the enlightened pervert

buying a pintetest-y wall hanging with twee cursive lettering that reads "this place is a message, and part of a system of messages, pay attention to it! sending this message was important to us. we considered ourselves to be a powerful culture. this place is not a place of honor, no highly-esteemed deed is commemorated here. what is here was dangerous and repulsive to us." to hang in my living room

the miserable bitch industry would crumble without me