Monthly Archives: September 2015

i keep going to your footstone to pray but fuck, i’m not even christian the closest thing i came to christianity was you dragging my sinful ass to church every sunday and impressing your cultish ways into my ignorant head. … Continue reading →

there’s nothing like this place, you know the mood, the lighting, the sounds, the drinks – not that he’s had one in 9 months, 4 days: sober from the glass but drunk on the bar. no, there’s nothing like this … Continue reading →