I knew it was ill-advised. And yet, what does it ever matter when we know something is ill-advised? We’re still going to… Read more A Frances Halladay Holiday

I knew it was ill-advised. And yet, what does it ever matter when we know something is ill-advised? We’re still going to… Read more A Frances Halladay Holiday
There are many dichotomies to living in California. Perhaps the greatest one is that it is a state which champions… Read more Fossil Fuel-Emitting Cunt Rag
She decided to keep the Christmas tree up late this year, well into January. Even though it was a drain… Read more Miss Havisham’s Christmas Tree
Even after they make promises they can’t keep, and you foolishly believe them, you must never make them upset. Why… Read more Never Make Them Upset
In the midst of my friend (roommate, more accurately) having a psychotic—probably schizophrenic—break, I roam the streets of Berlin to… Read more traurigesmadchen891@davidbowie.com
Please. Delete my nudes. I gave them to you in what can probably now be viewed as a moment of… Read more Delete My Nudes
Nobody could ever really say what went on during Gil’s “signature” massages. Or if they could, they certainly never made… Read more Massage Blackout