how i'm turning 46 in a month and a half, i don't know. 20-something brooklyn feels like yesterday, not 15 years ago. yet rehab/being a junkie 5 years ago feels a lifetime away. time compression and dilation. the acid kicking in lulz

(thankful for friends caring when i couldnt)

soon dr pete, 2027!

detroit super rave, way ahead of the times

happy colonial conquest month. genocide alive and well several hundred years into the much feted republic

also another wrong number / spam text i got to respond to! i fucking live for these precious moments

I ordered some vinyl off discogs from a vendor abroad and he sent me the tracking number and a link to this genuinely functional parcel delivery website 😆

amazing

tacky bathroom elder gay what's up shot.

i did say ratchet in my profile.

hai.