Leaving. Back room PREACHERS..Oral Pleasures. All forms of expression.PURE SEX, ART and GUTS, with rusty shotguns, cheap bathtub crank, awkward screwing behind filling stations..crazy men with a vintage flare."The only people for me are the mad ones, the ones who are mad to live, mad to talk, mad to be saved, desirous of everything at the same time, the ones who never yawn or say a commonplace thing, but burn, burn, burn, like fabulous yellow roman candles exploding like spiders across the stars..."-jack kerouac, from on the road
people who refuse to pay the meters{also, hopefully a man who will cut my fruit.} Fruits I Like: Cherries(the pink kind) Pineapple, Oranges, Peaches, Mango....
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I'm not going to sit here and tell you I don't watch television because I do, and so do you. I know it's really cool to say some stupid bullshit like,"kill your television",but I think that's stupid..FUCK OFF, you know you watch TV.All of these young lads saying it to sound cool, you know if you want to stop mass consumerism stop shopping at WAL MART and eating at MC DONALDS...that's a start.
into a valley of an unknown country called loneliness. Without horse or dog the heavens bottomless overhead. We are like Marco Polo who came back with jewels hidden in the seams of his ragged clothes. A sweet sadness, a tough happiness. - jack gilbert
Tom Waits. David Lynch. Me Mum.