So I grabbed a beer bottle and I broke it and I slashed my own face. I started slashing my own face with it and blood was coming down. They completely backed off. I didn’t get the rest of the money but I didn’t get the shit kicked out of me
I like my emotions, and my favorite type of music, to be very very intense and with that in mind I am including two Valentine’s Day songs in celebration of VD in 2014. Do I have a Valentine? Yes, I do
We go to hell; Richard trashes the East Village Eye, “Leonard is sloppy, he doesn’t do what he promises he will.” We go to punk: “I said all I wanted to say about my contribution to punk in the ‘Slum Journal’ piece. I have nothing left to add.” We get caught in time: “I have to leave for a rehearsal in an hour, but we can talk again if you like.” We are lost in perceptions: “Ask me a question… That isn’t a question.”
