yeah i guess if i was a lost psuedo intellectual grunge-boy-in-the-making, i'd put him on a pedstal too.

i mean, i already do.

fuck this, i want early mornings, smokes, drives, music blaring, to feel so solitary and infinite and fucked and great and self sufficient. i want snow white skin and shit like that. i want amazing hair and tiny limbs and nicotine stains and lipstick smudges on my diet mountain dew.

chic junkie is so not out of style.