Chris loved collecting things, and he loved supporting his friends. So, when his friend Ed Garcia opened a memorabilia store called Limited Edition, Chris became a frequent customer. One day, he would buy a jersey signed by his favorite player, and the next, he would buy a prop gun used in one of his favorite movies.

If you’re reading this letter,
Then congratulations:
The land you stand on has officially been reset. Wiped out...

I gave humanity a hug, and my arms went right through them.
Humanity didn’t have a name. Humanity wasn’t human...

Caffeinated ants
run around ‘til

they return to earth
then to plants. Still...

As she watched her partner turn into dust, she felt the persistent coolness of her beating chest. Emptiness, was it called? It reminded her of a stem with no flower, similar to a leaf that shatters after being stepped on. What was she to do? Was she to expect for someone to fix this? Was she to groan and moan until her heart’s content? No, she decided.

skin is shedding
been unsettled
old leaves turn
to something new

My relationship with mirrors has always been troublesome
The constant questions of identity tend to always swarm through my mind but honestly...

Content Warning: brief mention of IPV
This world has taken its toll on me. Its evil has created an invisible layer on my skin that I’m itching to peel. Before I cast off this fleshy carapace, the occasion calls for one last night of debauchery. And who am I to refuse? The only saving grace of this sick world is its capacity for sumptuous, delicious sin.

you wanna free the world
you gotta free your mind
you wanna change it all
you gotta watch it fall