filchyboy

It is that we have died.

falsus in unum, falsus in omnibus

spoiled brat bitch frat boy

Years ago I fell into a kind of repose.

Options

Radical Intuitionalists

First thought, already too late.

You Dropped It In Dust

All of a sudden, I feel like the car I chauffeur God in is barrelling down the highway at 200 miles per hour.

Met a woman sold her a snake.

The Falling Man

I sat tonight looking at this picture and sobbed.

I am not a dysfunctional tourist family.

Be graceful the scapula.