I wanna smoke yr meat.

o hells YEAH sterling, fitz and TRUE are gonna be in this jizzload of a book!

It is not so difficult to become another person or two. I set up three email addresses and a couple of freebie websites. I wrote like three different people, using different spellings, turns of phrase and mistakes in grammar. Two girls and one guy. A drag king dyke, a trannie chasing tomboy and a dilettante gay man. They ran around the city and the country and eventually TRUE went to Europe

I love 7-11. No matter where I go, I know what to expect when I step thru those doors: the feeling of comfort is the opposite of being lost.

Is a book really the way to go?I dunno. I have to say Im conflicted. A year ago I’d decided against books in favor of Blogs only. I figgered it was far better to burn out on a freeware-built website than to fade away on a half-pimped and half-cocked Barnes and Ignoble tour… And yet, blogs can not provide the same satisfaction that comes from reveling, even for a fleeting moment, in a

i smell really good.

Post Secret

When I was growing up my nickname in my girl gang was “Stupid White Girl” cuz I was so fucking gullible.My schtick was to sit in the backseat and chime in with a sing-song, “Really?” or “Holy Shit!” after someone said something totally outside the realm of possibility. Then everyone would crack up for what seemed like hours.Luckily, I made up for this with an uncanny ability to read people’s

I've done the blog. Now it's time for BRANDTRUEBOY: LUNAPARK.

Push the little daisies and make em come up! Push the little daisies and make em come up!Push the little daisies and make em come up!Push the little daisies and make em come up!

until the end of the world

A node is being constantly bombarded by information, mostly in the form of ads. This is particularly true on the mass frequented, commercial sites. As a result, the nodes have begun to develop the capability for “pre-selective rejection” : based on a set of tastes, likes and dislikes, the nodes are able to shut down the receptivity of their senses so that they literally do not see the logos of

right what u no

One thing I’ll never know is how it feels for a man to fuck a woman for the first time…the way it feels for his cock to push up into a brand new piece as he wins the war and makes his claim and spreads his seed. the whole world turns on that feeling: all the babies and infidelities and fashion and art and stories and desires and families waiting to be formed and families waiting to be broken--I

my blog crew will kick yr blog crew's ass

i'll settle for a cuppa coffee but u know what i really need.

In this late stage of capitalism we get our morals from the sitcoms of the past and live them out on reality tv: the simulacrum of the simulacrum.

The Past Inside the Present

i've had 5 and a half years off the sauce, 4 years of blogging, 3 years of therapy, tons of tears, weeks of working out, innumerable dark days left bobbing in the wake...but all it took was 2 minutes on the phone to find out that he prolly knows where i live to go all the way back in time...to England, to the dark, to my own private ground zero...Fuck the past.> I know yer scurred and shaky baby

Touch it.

peace

with u i don't need the words.im beyond the words.