long since past
throwing middle fingers and thick banged drawings around
i do not know the answer to that question
google searching myself
ending in disappointment
it's been so long
i can't remember
what happened to you
what happened to you

thick salty tears in my throat on my eyelashes it's morning again the asphalt is slick with rain

sitting on the back stairs ( Read more... )

i don't think so. i have joined blogspot, whatever, fuck all you guys (just kidding). so today i started a blog for the zine library at ocad, i will be reviewing and basically just showcasing some of the fantastic submissions i have recieved. everyone should check it out ( Read more... )

last night i dreamt that i kept running towards trains, i couldn't stop, and finally i laid down on the tracks and the train went right over me and everyone thought i had lost my mind i guess i did, but it felt wonderful, i woke up with this feeling and it hasn't gone away yet

shunning boys' company and modern technology.
it's time.

looking at fashion blogs whilst listening to punk rock

tuesday afternoon
fuck if i even know.

TOTALLY CRUSHING

FUCK THIS MOTHERFUCK OF AN ESSAY.
i have been avoiding this essay for so long now i am pretty sure my life just revolves around doing everything and anything but writing one diglet of a fucking sentance.

fuck the bourgeoisie.

because they don't know any better ( Read more... )