𝔩𝔞𝔡𝔶𝔢𝔱𝔥𝔢𝔯

“that’s my murder-suicide vacuum”

the moisture of misery coats everything in this house

agoraphobic raver

‘I’m afraid of being snatched into hell unaware’

her brain is a wilted walnut

he loves to tell you about his heart attack

“hear the wings of pain drag across the land”

fruit pastels for the dead man

live and learn fuck all

the world is wrong and i refuse it to live in a carpark

scabfinder general

i am my own void

deathbed mullet

ode to pork pie

quite striking butchery

“if you live under the shadow of death it gives you a certain freedom”

vibes

i burp the breath of dead flesh

benzo beauty queen

i had a praying mantis epiphany

“…and turned their hands into gravy boats…”

the broth is quite challenging

you must eradicate from your essence childish folly

the disdainful psychic

the man with all the boats is dead

cowboys of information