come on, sid. let's go to hell together.
welcome to my version of the internet. pretty ridiculous, isn't it?
Nov 30
Oct 22
i just moved into an artist studio apartment. it is ridonkulous!! here is a view from the front entry way. well, it’s all one big room, really. but hey.
also. i have don’t have the internet right now, so i apologize the posts have been so sparse. i have to steal it from others, and it makes me want to cry. ( * _ *)
Oct 19
intriguing finding from my sketchbook. exactly as it was written.
“watching porn with wack and hizzle and i keep having dreams in the back of my head about baby deer and how sweet they are on the inside. and the dandelions and the cabonated drinks, the over-sized DJ headphones and m&m’s crunching underneath slippered hoofs. i see them during christmas time baking bread. zack walks nude with teva shoes through the sunset, glowing with a backlight, as that from a barn window or a galaxy snicker bar. her infectionitical vagina is seeping, professing self hatred and regret. chocolate milk moustaches on the face of a safari chieftains shall never solve any complicated riddle. perhaps sphinx and WAIT PAUSE ‘this cock has good mass’ CONTINUE shitballs the tangent is forever lost can she moan in no other voctave? damn the things i could fill my ears and accomplish WEAR WHERE is your confidence? as i lift my own tail to examine its state of droopedness between my legs. well at least it’s not piss this time. his balls seeping through the hole, between the thick board and her dead tongue. glimmer peaks from jewels to snow, the bangled birds land and sip warm leek soup. this jr. high stage set is actually starting to do something for me…bring me my toys darling! fucking darling who will never deserve me. yes, you secretly know who you are. I AM SERIOUS. and when i say the color elastics were seizing out with great velocity and attaching to my retinas, i was not suggesting mere fairytales. this was my mortal existence. —-awww shit. now i just want to touch myself.”
i am most certain that i would rather not know what was really going on that evening. but i can only imagine. hah. good times folks, good times.
Sep 20
a joke.
why did the grandma cross the road?
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to get a piece of cheese.
hahah!
Sep 10
i plead. help a lovely lady out?
i am looking for a new place to live starting october 1st. if ANY of you know anyone that has a place available, is looking for a roommate, ANYTHING, will you please let me know? i was hoping to find a place closer to sugarhouse or liberty park as i work in the area. (this is in utah, of course) i can go no higher than $400 ish. the only catch is that i have a dog. oh and a baby tortoise. oh…and two fish….but they are all so well behaved and adorable! and easily contained. and not smelly in the least. oh wait and that includes me too! please keep me in your thoughts and prayers ;)love, quinn.
Aug 29
» sexxxy hottt strip video.
WATCH AT OWN RISK! it’s pretty horrid. BUT! pretty informative as the bbc news starts reporting in the background about 1/2 way through. have a blast!
Aug 20
roller coaster. art show.
deep realization whilst sitting on top of the tallest “scariest” roller coaster at lagoon.
“i need more than this.”
“my needs are not being met.”
cedar point? six fags?
also. i am having an impromptu art show at nastalgia coffee. (248 east 100 south-salt lake city, ut) http://nostalgiacoffee.com —->it is mostly old, old work, but hey, you should come and buy it anyways so i can support my drug habits. hah i wish my habits were cool enough to involve drugs. but seriously, i really wasn’t joking about the buying part. seriously.
Aug 11
tears in my eyes and heart.
i don’t mean to neglect. i have little and or no internet access right now. sorry. even as i type, i find myself on a time limit. we must have faith. and patience.
Aug 03
