music, art, and people.
BLOODY SHIT BEAR!!! WHO ARE YOU!!!%D%A %D%A %D%A
anything that makes me feel. Lots of texture. Like rubbing fresh cotton balls on my ears and cheeks, with the occasional splinter that stings even days after it was removed. taste it! I will move to Saturn as soon as transpotation is available. I use music to escape this fucked up world. Music does not back stab it only comforts. mmmmmmmm! I will paint it on my mouth to look like I ate it.
NOI. The Icelandic answer to Rushmore.
curb your enthusiasm, mr. show...the daily show...ufc, pride or any other show that contains plenty of mounting and/or rear naked chokes.
I like to sometimes put on a pair of shoes that are not necessarily my own. Different colors, smells and atmostspheres are a good thing.
my father, stevie wonder, Bloody Shit Bear and Mark Orso