ok, so here i am, jayne, your existential guide

central park trailer park they’re building a trailer park in central park i’m buying up a lot you’ll pitch a teepee i’ll bring a truck shit it beats the reservation we’ll raise our kids in the dirt i’ll throw them baseballs and we’ll walk them over to the met on the weekends they’re building a trailer park in central park and we’re building a home qwizzz is a poet, songwriter, and painter from Nevada. Stream his new album tender tangles, out now on all platforms via New Ritua

the program is both a moonshot designed to allow some "lucky" random reader to experience something weird/unsettling and a metaphor for my own missed connections.

Departing a hike that had failed to relieve his homicidal ideation, Donn eyed his Mercedes in the distant parking lot and shuddered at what appeared to be a man in a hooded sweatshirt rigging a bomb beneath the car’s front bumper.

Ushiko came in through the window i smashed by throwing a chair, Studio Ghibli Ushiko stepped over the drawers (wood and cloth) with...

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I’m spiraling downward conspicuously—grievous burning flagship energy—so it must be time for another episode. Screen wipe. I say the lines t

red mOoOoOoOooOoOon pink clouds residue from the burnings why is it the further we spiral the more beautiful life gets ? in the thick s

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I was born in Italy, got my BA in psychology. From 1996 till today my obsession is to find the reason of love. The people in my works are