Shakily Licking Blood Off The Knuckles That Just Beat The Shit Out Of You

Junkyard dog

dust me off

that thing i swallowed still lives inside of me…

X-ray, upper GI, with 100 cc of barium contrast swallowed. April 29th, 2015.

"what do you want to be when you grow up?" a snuff film star

i'll kill you.

you won't know how badly you want to live until you're chained to a fence and i'm holding a baseball bat and readying it to swing.

you think you want this. you think you want it to hurt. let's crack a few ribs and see how eager you are to be put down like a dog afterward.

frotting girldick against tdick and it accidentally slips in...

redroom day 13 kicking

Drummer, Issue 67.

Matador (1986), dir. Pedro Almodóvar