Like all bad people he is only bad for a millisecond at a time. 

The darkness of the nightclub is an airborne aphrodisiac, a medium fixating through more or less “real” encounters among empaths of mind, emotion and body. At their center is the glitter globe,

She kept pulling my hand towards her clit but I was too tired to actually fuck her so I busted onto her milky tits.

The best thing for the future of a word like consent is to just stop talking about all of it.

In 1902, he finally cut off his own penis with a small knife that he'd managed to smuggle into his cell.

I hover above the toilet, my thighs rock hard as they hold my body in a seated position. The walls are covered in yellowing images of women from the 70s. Half-clothed, their nipples are big and

He hugged me, kissed the top of my head. “I was wrong,” he said. “Just be grateful I’m not drinking. I can’t do more right now.”

october bumble date

less human. less here.
my mother lost my face and now i’m
everywhere. smeared in public. pulp
in private. self-immolation summer on demand.
i’ll love you all again
at the

Video surveillance is for your safety 

I lost my thought and now I can't do anything but listen 

Writing is only anything if you can sublimate or depreciate the original thing into a

They say you shouldn’t feed the trolls, but trolls are an essential component of the culture.

I think sometimes what people mean by “likable” as opposed to sympathetic or goodhearted is “conforming to my idea of what behavior I should aspire to.”

now Icarus has gone swimming and I see him in the Sun

I’m sleeping with another writer who won’t stop talking about his Ex.

On your knees, piggy Macy replied.

tomorrow is what garfield / hates most of all

It should be noted that I really love to eat pussy.

I think outside of drinking himself to death, Fitzgerald had a pretty fantastic life.

There’s a police helicopter in the rainbow!

I’m so happy for Greta Gerwig and all she’s done for gender!

The price is so low when you buy 100 units of Botox at a time!

A psychic told my

Corey are you wasting time?

How would I know?

I don’t know.

Ninety percent of the time 
there are two women.

It often occurred to me that most of my life was spent fantasizing about death.