the key to writing: you gotta just roll until you don't know what the
fuck you're saying anymore. but while you're writing, have a sense of
the god-damn pacing. don't pull a kerouac and just let the line go on
for the entire page and do the exact same thing the page after that, and
the entire book. nobody reads like that unless they blew an entire
snowball of crack heroin with gummi bears.
i found a box of broken teapots on craigslist. once, i had a chandelier delivered to me for free, and i have it on good authority you can get persian draft-horses. they're not cheap.
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Friday, February 13, 2015
TOZAN SHEET #24 DIE, NEW-AGE FUCKS!
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he cuts all their throats buries them alive
gonadal and ovarian mystery schools
salmon sashimi in the ATM
eyes bug out of your head
bodhidharma pumping your wasabi mouth
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kundalini rob zombie
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terror and screaming
vast murders
hug your crystal tight
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