dude is brilliant and&and socialist
humble beginnings
All The Stars
The sky is dark, a deep velvet rolling through space. Elliott looks up
and the abyss stares back. He feels his stomach sink below his hips; the cold penetrates him like a thorn through his foot. He shudders because he is small. Infinitely small, he feels, but he misreads the constellations. All the stars that shine, they
shine for him.
always now
the earth as we know it
on good and evil
what it look like
Steal This Book (Stolen Edition)
On getting by in Amerika; make quinoa, molotov cocktails and anything in-between…
