I was having a picnic with Haley when
I decided that I wanted more.
I grabbed for Haley’s chest, took a
handful of her flesh, and I
consumed it right below her wide eyes.
I am stuffed full of private parts,
and I feel nauseous
all the time.
I am wrong. My brain
has become mis-wired from all…
My time is like a broken watch.
I make money like Fred Astaire.
Trash. Films. David Lynch. Lars Von Trier. Sex. Interpol. Sonic Youth. The Raveonettes. Lost. Art. Time Travel. Satan. Santa. Pedobear. Kubrick. Kieslowski. The Jesus and Mary Chain. The Cure. War. Anime. Murder.
Film maker. Fashion victim. Permanently Stuck in 1984.
Nice to meet you...
