hello, innernets

I’m on some Invisible Man, Geto Boys steez: I sit alone zoning out in my four cornered room that’s lit-up super bright with thousands of watts of halogens, xmas lights dangling in thick bunches and black votive candles courtesy of Urban Outfitters, specialists in post-teen recluse fashion.

I’m afraid of the dark and afraid of food and waiting to evolve.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

Dude. I left you voicemail. I am at Death's door, and so am unable to attend the Public Enemy show for which I won tickets (12/19. 8pm. "Filmore" at IP). -Car

Call or email me.