my goal isnโt the louvre or the fuckin tate or any museum. itโs to be printed on gas station sex pills. or on a billboard next to a personal injury attorney. or to be sold next to fuckable plush snuggies on QVC. my goal is to be the asphalt we walk on.
made a billboard for human suffering. forced an entire city to endure it. eat. shop. succumb to your fate of a sparsely attended funeral. legalize ground beef. heading to Times Square Olive Garden for an ayahuasca trip Lee by Carson Daly.
fuck. shaking rn. really wanted to believe those aliens were real. but observing the corpse a little closer. appears it faked its death to pump its friend tech shares.