traversing the firmament

late supper

he's so leyendecker he's so matt maltese he's so arthur hailey he's so the correspondents he's so

i never had much use for a name. names are for people who want to be remembered. me? my existence is like the gravity of time.

stranger danger

screw the baroness btw

the star of the show

who stole his shoes

happy fraud everyone (i miss gabriel real bad in case you couldn't tell)

please don't forget to turn the sound on

i am a machine that recycles caffeine and sugar into sketches of gabriel

archangelposting on a friday morning

call me michel lotito how i wanna eat a plane

apparently, liking egotistical usurpers who also simultaneously serve unbelievable amounts of cunt turned out to be a pattern for me and not a one-off occurrence. shame on me or smth