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Monolithic-sized disconnection with the people around you where memories feel more concrete than the current shared reality.

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Frequently reoccurring affirmation/hopelessness that happens in the moments when your body makes it apparent it's killing itself off and you decide to just ignore that shit and keep your dick hard and walk forward like flowers were meant to bloom, romance is real, and squirrels never die.

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Engulfing chilling feeling while watching a garbage truck move methodically up an inclined driveway during the first few seconds of 'commando'.

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The nonsensical idea that music is a distraction and not a drug.

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Making garbage disposal noises whenever a twenty-something passes you on the street.

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Without agony, there's no possible way to measure strength.

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White t-shirt with black lettering that says "Will fuck shit up for love and/or horrible, filthy, emotionally disturbing acts of sexual perversion.'

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Doom like a wave of disembodied laughter pushing through an empty hallway.

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Moment of maturity when an insecure woman makes a passive-aggressive comment regarding her perceived sexual importance and instead of edifying her on just how mundane she is as a sexual object, you politely smile and walk away.

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Understanding the last epiphany: your entire life has been a preparation for death and there's nothing left to accomplish but die.

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The moment you begin competing with other people, you lose.

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The intense hostility felt after seeing any television commercial.

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Catharsis that comes from instinctively crushing a plastic bag with your hand.

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Death is the loneliest voyeur.

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Whispering the words 'you won' at a dead squirrel.

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New game called 'what stupid shit can I turn into a sex toy' that's played in museum gift shops.

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Find it easier to respect a pomeranian with a bowl cut than any man with a groomed beard.

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This short story by Sam Pink made me feel less alone.  Not just a little, but, like, momentarily completely un-alone.

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Man's emasculation of death in 'civilized' society while enacting a brutal amount of death to anything/everything that isn't man.

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Titanic-like depression that comes after realizing 100 years from now a prius will be regarded as an aggressive vehicle.

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Laying in bed, stroking chest/belly hair, staring at the ceiling, pretending you don't hate everyone.

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Just what the fuck are you so proud of.

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Depression like a yuppie haircut.

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Current cultural trend of emasculating once powerful icons like dragons, sports cars, and loneliness.

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Love is completely excluded from marriage...

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Aggression like a sparrow eating the eyes out of a dead cat.

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Catering your funeral with the ice cream man.

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Super power that allows you to communicate to ducks with your asshole.

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The pathetic bewilderment that occurs when someone interacts with a group of people not identified by a shared aesthetic/ideology.

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Life like an all-you-can eat chinese buffet that only stocks water chestnuts.

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Intelligence is the mouth breathing cousin of imagination.

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Yuppie swagger can best be described as 'confidently confused.'

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The near erotic experience that's found by inhaling the fragrance of frying chorizo from an unseen kitchen on a cold winter day.

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Intense alienation that comes from observing a group of people over a long period of time and realizing there's no laughter, only gossip and bragging.

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Love like a malfunctioning venus fly trap.

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Depression like a drowned honey bee trapped in a pool filter.

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A bullshit person just like everyone else.

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A gulag state of mind and a heart which never stops dreaming for the sunshine of a russian winter.

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Failure as a way of identifying your reality.

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Sleeping behind the fridge; an odyssey.

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Always keeping one pocket filled with confetti/glitter in preparation for a moment in your life truly worth celebrating.

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Screaming 'food fight' during inappropriate times like funerals, orgies, and already established food fights.

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Appreciating flowers only when the sky is gloomy.

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