i’m an archaic, dead thing: a journalist. you remember those. this is my site. i hope you like it. i hope you come back here for a goddamn place to say what you actually fucking mean and hear the same in return.
so, no punctuation. i will kill this fucking machine if it keeps underlining everything in red.
i’ve had a long life and seen a lot of shit. and no, not like most of you think you have. this is where the foul-smelling fruits of decades of wasted and used opportunities spurts dividends.