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A blog about the New York artworld, body modification, mythical beasts, getting high, and wanting to die.
A blog about the New York artworld, body modification, mythical beasts, getting high, and wanting to die.
9 comments:
schoonmaker.
blogger is bad. I am bad. It got bad after I started blogging. This is a message to the world. What I touch breaks. Look at Beth.
vivien, you are a very very sensitive woman. i deeply appreciate your perspective. i agree about all the pain, it is unbearable to think about. you sound very complicated. have you run marathons? do you take drugs?
you are baffled. that is a good sign.
i torture myself and others to an insane degree. it is very frustrating.
Vivien I am sorry but I may have to bite your eyes out.
Nipple.
I have ways to make the pain disappear, pharmaceutical ways, highly advanced 21st century drug therapy. But better yet, I have a friend who can show you how to displace your pain onto your enemies, rendering them helpless, pitiable masses of writhing, screaming fleshmeat. You can then happily go about your painfree existence confident that those you despise are hurting the big hurt.
I love nipples. I really do. Breasts are great, but mostly as fleshy supports to big luscious nipples. Eraser style are my favorite. Ones you can hang a pretzel on.
Formula, you are an idiot. I hate those kinds of breasts. Maybe you should die, is what I am thinking. Go eat some pretzels with a flat chested, eraser nippled, below average intelligence bimbo. See how you like it.
Love,
Ned
PINKEYE! what is this way of transforming your grief onto others? I wanna try! So far I'm WAY onto the pharmachological. But IT IS NOT ENOUGH! I need a better way. Seroquel is not up to the task.
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