dear long-distance girlfriend ( Read more... )

girls across the world mourn, for today evan has procured (tentatively) himself a new long-distance girlfriend, one that makes you all look like useless whores. well, you kind of make yourselves look like that without any outside help, but let's not split hairs here.

i am scared.

i have just fleshed out the broader strokes of my three-part cinematic opus, and it just dawned on me:

NO ONE IN THERE RIGHT MIND UNDER GOD'S BLACK SKY WILL AGREE TO PRODUCE THEM

fuck censorship

kill yourselves and save god the trouble, faggots

im a fucking cowboy.

god-knows-how-many generations of good ole' texan breeding are in me. way i figure it, im half dutch, half irish, half texan.

do the math, faggots.

i am a fucking cowboy.

on hiatus until january 9th or so

stay blown, fuckers

the italian "giallo" film was the precursor the american "slasher ( Read more... )

Dear God ( Read more... )

i wish sinking my teeth into someone's throat and savouring every second of their lifeblood gushing from their jugular down into my tummy was socially acceptable.

hail satan, faggots.

the new pig destroyer is the metal album of the year and mos def is the most original mc of the 21st century.

changes are to be made.

i now never have to leave my room. between an xbox, my extensive horror collection, my books, and my typewriter, im set to ride out the apocalypse.

cappadocia, here i come