Brad Barrish

i stayed and looked at the sleeping dead duck. due to a lifetime of zoloft, i cannot cry. my eyes dont make tears. but i can feel the feeling of being

I don’t know about you, but I can’t wait to get my hands on some fucking gourds and arrange them in a horn-shaped basket on my dining room table.

People ask whether I ever feel bad. Usually this happens after someone learns the books are rare, so I explain that rarity is really just an inventory

I don’t know about you, but I can’t wait to get my hands on some fucking gourds and arrange them in a horn-shaped basket on my dining room table.