LOCK YOUR FINGERS

hope to die

the summer of our discontent

Most of my memory is blacked out from that point on, with short bursts. I remember trying to light a paintbrush on fire thinking it was really a cigarette, as well as painting my teeth black.
I didn’t sleep at all that night, and was found covered in paint, screaming in the bedroom hallway for a telephone call to someone named Shawn at 6:00am.
Most of my memory is blacked out from that point on, with short bursts. I remember trying to light a paintbrush on fire thinking it was really a cigarette, as well as painting my teeth black.

I didn’t sleep at all that night, and was found covered in paint, screaming in the bedroom hallway for a telephone call to someone named Shawn at 6:00am.

anthonyml:

what should I wear to meet John Waters tomorrow?

I’m thinking I’m gonna suit up, for sure.

and consisted of her playing a two-string guitar and singing the word “no” for fifteen minutes.