Bug-eyed off left-handed cigarettes and chugging lukewarm Tim Horton’s at a gas station… — The unsullied bones of […]
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Reigning it in, paring back on an extreme exaggeration of an already over the top form of stylized […]
If you’ll humor me and step back in time to envision sludge metal from an immediate post-‘Time Heals […]
Living hand to mouth sours a person slowly, the same way a storm-drowned corpse’d pickle within the anaerobic […]
Gas-huffing existentialist phenomenological self-examination inspired by the flattened aura that regularly getting lit provides is a major cornerstone […]
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