yo, that's wack if i'm not the baddest


profile * old * mail * fucking sign it* or how about a nice note? you go forward / i'll go backwards


i cant stand having a cold. today my mouth decorated the toilet with dancing white blobs of phlegm streaked with blood and capillaries. my nose dripped plasma all over my favorite spiritualized shirt. the one with the alien with kate radley on the front. my eyes look black. my stomach is sick and she said i need to get my shit together or i'm not going to be able to eat anymore. its just pills and haysack races, pills and haysack races.
d-land