qualifying yourself online is so 90s. you're here because you love me or because you hate me or because you hate that you love me or because you love that you hate me. all the shit you've heard about me is probably true...dont believe me? buy the book. i AM the dude who spits in your coffee. i AM the dude who thinks of pushing you headfirst into oncoming traffic and i AM the dude that believes my loyalities and resistance to temptation make me better than you. i listen to black flag daily because theyre better than your band ever could be. i hold hands like i mean it. i cuddle as if its my last cuddle and i lie in bed at night with my eyes wide open staring at the one crack on the ceiling hoping that somewhere on this filth encrusted planet there is not only someone that will tolerate but understand this dented and rusted machine.
click me.
