I'm over there being the devil. I'm still here though.

I see you reading. I see your mind. I see you.

wine, because blood is too hard to come by

Sandwich boards written in neon marker while in a road trip in some backwater in “flyover” country.

It was March, 2018 in Los Angeles. My friend and I left the girls and staggered to the Silversun liquor store down the street from his place for some whiskey. Some nights burn your soul forever.

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My dreams, my blasphemies

her mouth is the ocean
and I’m lost at sea

Medieval

#Art by Mark Vega

Life is shorter for some than others.

I’m rarely careful with my words or my deeds, dirty as they may be

The world of my dreams is beautiful. So much so I can never wait to sleep.

My superpower is I prefer my own company. I’ve gone three years before without sex before meeting my ex wife. Monk mode is my default. I don’t chase anyone. You would have to bring a lot to the table to change my mind.

neither is true

I’m counting on it

I took my own yesterday.

I've lived an extraordinary life. I'm thankful.

become what you want to find

For those who don’t follow my Devil account.

I paid $30 for a cocktail at a speakeasy in Hollywood that cost me $15 in 2019 at the same place. A friend was visiting from the Middle East and she noticed how shitty the roads were in Los Angeles. I told her California is the fifth largest economy in the world. The Empire falls