I sniffed this today. I'd have licked it too, probably.

I went on a date with Caravaggio. More to follllllllow.

Lots of goodies to share.

Unhappy faces collection.

How Dracula Makes Me Feel

On this aestival evening

I find myself filled with love, lust, hunger, hatred, poems, filth AND GREED!

DEPRES[SHUN]S.

I worship at the fount of my OWN BLOODY TEARS

So, go ahead. Cry why don't you. No?