Broke

It is turning into one of those days. Months. This is really cool. If you don’t follow Jenny, well, we might just run out of things to talk about. I could write more, maybe soon. Tonight everything I touch turns to shit and my ducks ran out ages ago.

not a joke

He has no idea who I am, but I have read Adam’s stuff for ages. Well, in internet terms it’s ages. I post some comments to him on Facebook or other social media, I occasionally check in on his web page. He’s an alright guy that I know I probably won’t ever meet in person […]

they can’t even

Breathe in strength, breathe out bullshit. I’ve found my mantra. Fuck that. With each breath your take, your thoughts become lighter, and all the soul-eating cocksuckers just fall away into nothing. Take a moment to appreciate the silence.