North American Purgatory, Marc Trujillo
“describe the color red without using the word red”
white people in the sun
big boy is doing a little boogy and this tiny boy comes to attack him
Request – Infectious mononucleosis aka kissing disease
An entry I made for Ringling’s Illest of Ill Gallery. Hope you enjoy!
beautiful and sad at the same time
I’m not crying. You’re crying
This made me feel
😳😂 too much SAUCE
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Bitch I’m crazy about roses. Roses in face masks, in hand lotions, dried rose petals in essential oils. Rose candles, roses between teeth or a whole bouquet of them pressed into my breasts or roses in the street that have been walked on, run over or flung at someone’s face. Rose tea, rose lemonade, rose lipstick, a rose in your hair, his lapel. Roses dead, roses vivid red. Petals leading from the doorway to the bedroom, rubbed like crayons into the sheets. I love roses so much I took five minutes out of my day to write this like???






