I spectate the Gutter Theatrical. I drink tea. I'll take a match over a spark. I will be a great phrenologist; unemployed and unpublished. With stylized misanthropy, judge not the content of my coffee mug, but the contents of my dirty mouth. “From my rotting body, flowers shall grow and I am in them and that is eternity.”

Matchbook songs & gypsy hymns.

perfectionism is a bitch, but it usually comes with good results

Love. Play.