The Gateway To Her Guts;

The Gateway To Her Guts; //
Established 1992.

I became insane, with long intervals of horrible sanity.

I despise reality, and use every substance under the sun to try to warp the world I've been cursed with. I have a job that chains me to a desk for forty hours a week and an obsession with things that cannot be mine - the sky, for instance, or things on high shelves.

pints of cider and a gin and tonic please. //
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