we’d probably die tonight if we didn’t have to fuckin’ survive
fuck these hippies
i want a goddamn beer and debauchery
i just had a dream about cigarettes. i could smell Reds burn and it was beautiful.
someone fuckin kill me.
(cigs are $9+ here.)
Well maybe I should of set my goals much
further than the likes of northern stars which
do burn for just one night
Maybe I should have mentioned that I was not
built for this kind of loving"
David Wojnarowicz wore this jacket in 1988, just 4 years before he’d ultimately die from AIDS. Sadly, just a few years ago some of his artistic work was censored at the Smithsonian. People in power are still content to try and erase his history and the continued struggles of people with AIDS
"I imagine what it would be like if friends had a demonstration each time a lover or a friend or a stranger died of AIDS. I imagine what it would be like if, each time a lover, friend or stranger died of this disease, their friends, lovers or neighbors would take the dead body and drive with it in a car a hundred miles an hour to Washington D.C. and blast through the gates of the White House and come to a screeching halt before the entrance and dump their lifeless form on the front steps."
I’ll be wearing black tomorrow to celebrate my independence from the world and into Lucifer’s arms.
Turns out this farm also grows pot.
Life is hilarious.