"hey How Are You?" I Had A Dream Last Night That I Was Still In School And Had A Breakdown So Bad That

if the phantoms in my peripheral vision want to stay they have to help me cover rent

need a joint or a lobotomy

My oil painting of an Uncrustable

bus schedules like to confuse and befuddle in cruel and unusual ways

Realizing I never posted this sketch of my new little dude, Weedpatch. They're a dumbass solenodon. They like toxins and their dream is eat dirt.

i dont smoke but man it would make my desire to sit on the edge of gutters and stare directly forward at nothing at 10 pm more socially acceptable if i did

i’m not a “twink”, i’m a freak of nature

i wish i could unhinge my jaw but i would bite people more so maybe its for the best :(

If I didn't like being on the internet so much, I think I would have liked to be a sailor

new he would not fucking say that: they would not fucking have a parent-child relationship