Neurons frayed from a lack of sleep done purposefully just to reach an altered state so the words will flow from the bowels of a fiery abyss. Add coffee and nicotine to the party and achieve a purge of pacifism which opens the gates for raw rage to saunter through with a rant against the […]
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Eh? by Scott Thomas Outlar
One life is all we get, eh? Sweet. That’s all I bargained for when I came here. Got the rough patches out of the way up front in the years when I didn’t know any better. Played five aces once the pot got fat. Holy roller screaming hallelujah in the midnight silhouette. Now it’s a […]