November 2009
17 posts
woke up wearing a kimono and still drunk. contemplating finishing the sailor jerry’s next to this bed. good morning, chicago.
Alright, listen, you need to stop entertaining sexual fantasies about me....
– Me, after multiple shots of tequila, to a 16 year old boy who told my friend he wanted to “fuck” me in my dootyhole.
awkward boners →
It is strange that we had to wait for the dreams of colonized peoples in order...
– Deleuze & Guattari, Anti-Oedipus: Capitalism and Schizophrenia
What
are you going to do when you get out of jail?
Twitter, anyone? →
Slutever:
word of the day.
Good morning, brought to you by The Flaming Lips
So, paranormal activity is offically the Blair...
I can take solace in that instead of the usual fees, my ticket only cost me five dollars.
September 2009
1 post
I’m getting my sense of autonomy, my agency back.