Mary Shelley's Grave

art is simultaneously something not to be taken too seriously and one of the most sacred things in our existence

Does my impending sense of doom turn you on

dude turn on music. any album

wisdom from my friend’s four-year-old: “reading isn’t just for bedtime. you can read any time of the day.”

the humble tank top has done so much for homosexual women

may the sun shine on yr leg hair often this summer

What’s popping, you ask? Why, it’s my joints.

(voice of a person spiralling) its embarrassing but i still havent figured out if its ok for me to be alive

what do you mean “what’s wrong with him”? he’s mentally ill. he’s catholic. he’s even gay

Victor Frankenstein after achieving the impossible and building a fucking person from scraps of the dead: Oh god, ew, ew it's ugly! Yucky! Yucky! Gross! Ew! Ew! Yucky! Yucky! Gross! Ew!

its a being sent to the seaside for your health summer

have we tried biting people my liege

the ideal media diet for a child is books and music from at least fifty years ago so they are always out of touch with the references and allusions of their peer group