we bled inside each other's wounds

debating on whether or not i should share my actual writing website on here now that i have a few tiny stories published in lit mags or if that would be foolish

cunt levels off the charts

we used to turn on the TV and just watch music videos for a couple of hours. not so much anymore

i'm still mad they killed E3. if they're gonna release a string of commercials the least they could do to get me to watch is to perform a self-humiliation ritual of their c-suite executives on stage try to seem cool. They don't even wear gamer T-shirt and blazer anymore.

My longhouse is perfectly constructed. Every morning when I wake up in bed at the far end of my longhouse, I say my syllable. Then I spend all day sitting in bed. By sunset my syllable has traveled to the other end of my longhouse and back, and as it smacks me in the head, I fall asleep. My longhouse is perfectly constructed.