why not go out on a limb? isn't that where the fruit is?

you'll never know if you've smelled yourself

“have you already put the marrow of the stove in the oven of the beloved?”

beheaded pigeons littered the floor of the hanger after sunday’s party. youngsters were so high on ecstasy and cannabis they ripped the birds’ heads off. their bodies lay among thousands of empty soft-drink cans and pieces of foil which had contained the drugs. also littering the huge building were leaflets advertising other acid house parties at future dates and venues.

i make love to them

“sexual intercourse was to be looked on as a slightly disgusting minor operation, like having an enema.” -1984 (part 1 chapter 6)

boys do cry just not out of their eyes