Semi-Depressed, obsessed with the queer and weird, enthralled with the creative process and the disgusting, yet self-abusive, and an absolute nobody.

Doesn't tag shit, mostly because I'm lazy. Also, I name my art based on what I'm listening to at the time of submission. (Sometimes)


[Some quotes from songs that I enjoy, for one reason or another. But I usually only have one quote per song, so ye.]

Today I left from home, savoring the peace and quiet. Hoping they don't show, let me stay here. I'll riot.

9:30 PM, I drive to Burger King. It's up at the station, I want my onion rings.

Inside this room, all of my dreams become realities. And some of my realities become dreams.

I can't restrain what these thoughts entertain, but I feel the way through the dark in my brain.

My god damn water tastes like piss.

Woke up now, just like every day. It may be simple to you, but should I need to explain? Why today it was different, why today it was fine, why today it wasn't shitty, was today was too LIGHT! You see I looked and I said to myself "Hey what the fuck" a happy clown with a gun in his mouth. And he honked his nose and squeezed his flower and his brain flew out like a HONK HONK SHOWER!

Look into the past and all that we find is what we want to see is what we decide.

I'm on the edge, depression got me reckless.

Oh damn, your dog just died. That's kinda sad. Man, your ass is fat.

Baby, check this out. I got something to say... Man, it's so loud in here! When they stop the drum machine, and I can think again. I'll remember what it was!

You know you're gonna need to take slow, baby. You need to take it one step at a time.

I wanna go 85, drive off this bridge and die.
I wanna go 82, drive off a bridge with you.
I gonna go 83, drive off this bridge with me.
I wanna go 85, drive of this bridge tonight.