hey sup i’m going to los angeles again does anyone wanna come with me???

um HELLO i love my new friend julia, who i met Through The Internet under auspicious circumstances, and who despite having not yet met me in person would die for dear dante

i also love how everyone knows and remembers dante’s name, yes, even if they have never met him. he’s famous!!!

julia should i come to toronto soon

i wonder if my friend luis still lives there. dude are you there??

also, re: the rain: i just got a freakin bicycle and it’s raining all weekend. what the hell man. ugh!!

i called monty out in the GROUP CHAT for hatin on my girlfriend marina diamandis and then We, The True Fans commandeered the ship and sailed to that vibrant sparkling land where our Diamond Queen watches over her flock

NICK SPLENDORR: i owe you two emails, and they’re coming. but remember when you visited me and portland and fell in love with marina?? remember that??? <3

heeheee Haaahhhhhh you moonlit black-clad death-pale idiot jerk weirdo!!!!

you filthy rusty-chain-gnawing junkyard dog!!!

you gorgeous star-punching star-sailing son of a bitch!!!!!!!!

. . . your sacred ability has not diminished!! you still got it baby!!!!!!

happy birthday dude

you’re looking real clean in your jeans and it’s making me sick!! and i haven’t showered since tuesday and my shoes are too big!! i don’t give a shit!! maybe that’s my problem!! whatever!! so what if i’m lazy!! i like it that way!! you’re jerking off to al jazeera and making your bed!! and i could be at crossfit like you but i’d rather be dead!!!!!!!!!!!

shaina did your mother relinquish my letter unto you or is she still holding it hostage / is it inside of your dog

two black-haired organ donors who look like wax dolls

welcome to my houSe

well boys . . . looks like it’s time to eat some MUSHROOMS and go into the berkeley hills to ERADICATE THE PAST and REVEL IN THE PRESENT . . . and also pet some stray cats and feel just dandy. it’s good timing too cuz i got me a cute ’80s road bike as of eight hours ago and my lights and water bottle get here on saturday lol ☆~

yeah. . . . well: i’m ready to step into the dark and ugly places in my mind and see what i see there, and maybe even kill some of it. the important part is that i step out again, and lock the door tight behind me. there will be no use in returning to it. looking back is like gazing into a dark room. i am finished with it and it can’t hurt me anymore. and anyway, it’s like the fella said: the wound is where the light enters you, and so on~