This War is Fucking Nonsense
Dr. Seuss meets Generation Kill
Mila Kitty
Starts off in a bathroom. Very unremarkable.
Grief dick
several pictures she sent me before she died were of her sucking Drew’s dick while making a funny, insane face.
Flipping the Mattress
I can’t remember my dreams, but they’re there.
Acumen
To All My So-Called Employees,
On Louis C.K.
Misery Tourism’s theme for November is “abandoned work.” What follows (if I don’t give up now) is not an exercise in automatic writing so much as it is an exercise in agonized writing: the act of writing as self-imposed torture; writing without planning or outline because otherwise I would write nothing.
A wooden lazer cut sign that says love
I posted an ad on Craigslist looking for a hundred people to come to my house and beat me to death.
Big Garage Doors and a Broke Drug Dealer
At some point in my late teens I needed to start looking for a job.
On the Day of Her Descending
The egg yolk had a bloody spot.
Expecting (Scrapped Before the First Session)
But either way, I’ll never get another chance to use this shit that I made.