by Anonymous Menthol, god I love menthol. It’s better than pussy, it’s better than your parents loving you. I work this shit job flipping shit, serving shit, taking shit, primarily so the menthol cigarette break I take every 2 hours is even better. If I didn’t drop out of college, if I had a respectable … [DO NOT CLICK]
estel
dddddddd12322. Look faggot, I’m more than willing to publish your stupid ARG, but you have to understand that nobody will appreciate it. It’s likely that nobody will even see it. Nobody comes here. He may even be here right now.
Eddie Van Halen
by Anonymous You were the antiquarian of driving a Thunderbird out of a high school parking lot on a crisp Thursday afternoon while your girl hands you your first Miller Lite of the weekend. You were the turbine spinning as people cheer so hard on Daytona’s infield that rolled up Playboys fly out of the … [DO NOT CLICK]
The Photographer
by Anonymous The couple entered my apartment around four in the afternoon. A bit late for my services but this had been a special request. Engagement photos on the soon be groom’s tight work schedule. No other photographer would see them. It was easy money. I used the spare bedroom of my apartment as my … [DO NOT CLICK]
Stealing from Yourself
by Anonymous There might be no greater shame than looking out the window and seeing nothing but empty asphalt that hates you back. Maybe there is retribution in sealing yourself away in this far away world where nothing happens except the dim silver trucks rolling by with their logos of conglomerated companies or the echoes … [DO NOT CLICK]
What If the Real Demons Were the Friends We Made Along the Way?
by Anonymous What If the Real Demons Were the Friends We Made Along the Way? In the month since I finished reading Fyodor Dostoyevsky’s Demons and set it on my end table (next to my tasteful yet practical reclining reading chair), the novel’s content and presence has haunted my mind. The cream-coloured ‘Penguin Classics’ paperback … [DO NOT CLICK]
DFW and the Hard Problem of Writing as Work
by Anonymous There are a lot of reasons to kill yourself. Not least of which is that if one perceived life as a series of projects, tasks to be completed, the penultimate project would be coming to terms with one’s death. Not simply mortality, but the precise moment of the end. I know I can’t … [DO NOT CLICK]
Tractate 23
In the Tribune des frozen Devil Nations while memories blood and madness are refused The myth of the blue-eyed Atlantis was only a fairy tale Dumpster Crack-Cocaine Movie Grounds Media Striptease Succubus Anal Dilation https myself entity soul picture learn hate angel crack The Enteric IT predators of totalitarianism sorcerous communism the geared tech-organic probes … [DO NOT CLICK]
hegel in a stoned brain (just making sure u got it)
In the previous issue of this publication, a short article on Hegel was published. As one critic on this board already noted, there has been a fair amount of “cock-suckery” related to Hegel recently– perhaps the board has finally begun to reckon with the titan of German Idealism. Although I am happy to see more … [DO NOT CLICK]
goof
your fucking sick translate that to dutch goof.