womb tattoo above my dick that says “AGP”.

believe it or not i’m actually really happy and fulfilled these days.

“inconvenience is the cost of community” i repeat to myself as i use all 1000 characters allowed in the instagram message requests to tell this self-hating tranný she’s a dumb bitch.

You deserve to suffer You deserve to suffer You deserve to suffer You deserve to suffer You deserve to suffer You deserve to suffer You deserve to suffer Suffer and die Suffer and die Suffer and die Suffer and die Suffer and die Suffer and die Suffer and die Suffer and die.

i am a danger to myself and others around me.

trying to book artists for shows when you live in a place that is inhospitable to anyone trying to do music for a living sure is something.

why are so many of my fav trance artists from chile what’s going on down there.

i was radicalized by hard trance.

every time i learn a CEO got cut down like a dog (they’re not letting them make the news anymore) it reminds me of the feeling after my lung surgery when they gave me a button i could press whenever i wanted morphine.

i need to go home and hurt myself a lot or do my late injection.

when you really get to know me you come to realize that i am not even remotely fuckable.

it’s crazy how many people need to die.

i need a haircut and mouthful of lead.

RT @cheesecake0771: Woke up this morning unfortunately.

RT @bugmode: was searching google for pictures of white dudes and stumbled upon this guys flickr account

i don’t even got it on me right now.

RT @hardkickaddict:

RT @woahhvickyyy: Your flesh will embarrass you.

RT @lainlays: those clothes wouldn't look better on my floor actually. just keep them on dude.