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End Times Pants

Emo Dressing, Pants

Potential Catastrophe Pants There are so many ways a life can go wrong. In an instant. For example, you’re out hunting kudu at a Texas game ranch ( for a mere $28,000 – which also includes poker and air conditioning and night vision hog hunting), killing it in these pants until you’re accidentally shot through […]

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I’m Done. The Pants.

Emo Dressing, Pants

A bewildered morning after slough. Brown circles deepening around the eyes, a bruisy pallor in the cheeks. The air heavy with the musty smell of regret and shame. There-in her bed- was that narcotic friendly suckboy from last night. The one she thought looked like James Dean after 3 Sidecars, drooling on her pillowcase and reeking

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