SALTY HEIRLOOMS

relics of the last religion

OLD DEAD THINGS

make good keepsakes.

TOOTH RAY

MORNING

too much cake

i feel like someone punched me in the throat

my muscles are sticky prunes

accustom yourself continually to make many acts of love, for they enkindle and melt the soul

the pain was so sharp that it made me utter several moans; and so excessive was the sweetenss caused me by this intense pain that one can never wish to lose it

+++++++christian mysticism is my new sex therapist++++++++++++

THE GOOD MOMENTS

realization that all you got to show for yourself this week is some wacky devil skulls

.or biker tattoos?

this is what happens when the people who design home decor for Michael's halloween section find out about Damien Hirst. And your friend has a really big backpack. and there's too many conch shells in your house. and then you lose track of what you've been up to for a couple days only to surface from your stupor/memory-lapse/time vortex only to discover that every surface of your house is covered in tiny shrines to anonymous goddesses

oh shit not again