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consume your adoration. make the things the sun tells you to.
an entire generation of personalities birthed by luxury coolers and fancy socks.
am I doing this right? someone snapped this of me huffing glue in front of the fully nude scream at the Elkhart art museum to protest Plato’s Closet.
thank you to all of those who bid on hospital sheets. massive apology for the messiness at the end. feel like shittttt for wasting time and energy out there that would have been better spent huffing jenkem or fucking wax sculptures. seriously sorry though folks.