another morning spent sitting at my typewriter in a tank top undershirt, furiously drinking cigarette butts from a yellowed highball glass. angrily crumpling up sheets of paper and throwing them at the ceiling fan like so much balled excrement.
another morning i find myself unable to overcome this profound writer's block and finally author my #introduction post.
you know those moments when a lifelong friend is telling a story or describing something elaborate, and they say something like "... because strawberry flavor is the opposite of grape flavor, right? so then next..."
and you fully tune them out and retreat into internal pondering how this person you thought you knew intimately is operating with a completely different epistemic rulebook and you have never ever truly been on the same planet for one fraction of a moment?
enjoying these abandoned dental clinic photos https://abandonedsoutheast.com/2020/09/07/dental-clinic/
I threw a wish in the well
Don't ask me I'll never tell
I looked at you as it fell
And now you're in my way
I'd trade my soul for a wish
Pennies and dimes for a kiss
I wasn't looking for this
But now you're in my way
Your stare was holding
Ripped jeans, skin was showin'
Hot night, wind was blowin'
Where you think you're going baby?
Hey, I just met you and this is crazy
But here's my number, so call me Ishmael
wholly on a whim i am once again streaming the movie mobile suit gundam: char's counterattack
"beans you've streamed that twice before ..."
yes. that's true.
anyway starting in approx 10 minutes
nobody reads bios on this webbed site.
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