Drugs And Hate
This dead black asteroid / Crawling with maggots decayed / Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, jingle all the way Continue reading Drugs And Hate
This dead black asteroid / Crawling with maggots decayed / Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, jingle all the way Continue reading Drugs And Hate
In which our young hero confesses that he’s got your name tattooed on the inside of his arm. Continue reading Old Haunts Are For Forgotten Ghosts
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In which our young hero exults in having the strength of ten bears. Continue reading Don’t Tell Sir David Attenborough
In which our hero bares his big fat hairy reverie to the multiverse. Continue reading Transports Of Delight