Monthly Archives: February 2011

Junk drank juice in the Garden of G-den. It was a bottle of Hypnolux Deluxe. It came in a large bottle with a logo of a bear’s foot on it. The shit tasted like Black Cherry Kool-Aid but it’d make … Continue reading →

junk trudged through emo city, purchase wiping blood from his face. blood dropped down from the kids in the skyscrapers above him who were slitting their wrists and hanging their arms outside the windows. nobody knew why they did this, … Continue reading →