Consistency: the last refuge of the unimaginative.

Your mother doesn't work here,
clean your own mess.
androgyny. 22. Art. Literature. Vinyl. "One mans tat is another mans treasure."
Got love for my girl.

library fun times 

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The problem with no name

You can only outrun it for so long, but it’s always there, it catches up with you and wipes out all the good- encases you.
Why is the bubble always SO FULL of nothing, the possibilities and indecisiveness collide and create a deafening hum of isolation, it reverberates through your bones and comes out of your eyes in Raw.
The Raw crawls down your face and back into your mouth-filling your throat- and aching down to your stomach, it grips your entirety and breeds Guilt, Nausea and Anxiety. 

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Illustrations by Kerby Rosanes

babes! look at the SHIP!

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Sam Ballardini