Bang Bang
what can I say except
as anyone who has ever met me, or viewed me from a distance through the safety of the zoo windows, knows well, i am a depraved, pretentious eejit who T H R I V E S off of being as pretentious as humanly possible. unfortunately, my status as a trashbag gremlin posturing as more interesting than he actually is was in jeopardy, due to my neglect of a poetry thread. no true self-depreciating hellfire can exist without a poetry thread.
ergo, we arrive here. come, join me and smoke hand-rolled cigarettes, listening to 'eclectic' music with me whilst we peer out of poorly lit rooms, into even more poorly lit streets, being sad purely for 'the aesthetic'.
ergo, we arrive here. come, join me and smoke hand-rolled cigarettes, listening to 'eclectic' music with me whilst we peer out of poorly lit rooms, into even more poorly lit streets, being sad purely for 'the aesthetic'.