morvern callar

im reading a book about cadavers and gorging myself on takeout sushi. i think im going to start writing prose again, a bunch of jumbled sentences that make no sense together.

i used to be obsessed with camille rose garcia:

this is her work, and this is my terrible ripoff:


part of me misses my witch days, circa 6th grade. i used to be way more interesting from ages 12-14. im going to the brooklyn flea market, im in need of a record player. blogging is random and stupid. brazilian people speak english wierdly, and all i want to listen to right now is joy division, but what else is new.