I never said I’d stay to the fucking end. Fuck you, fuck all of you. You’ll never know what I wanted to say, those fucking words are as dead as the air I breathe. Life is just a big second guess, a broken staircase of mistook steps.
member of american nightmare / cold cave / give up the ghost / some girls / taylor bow / xo skeletons / ye olde maids
writer of deathbeds and creator of the heartworm press.
Depression - Black Flag.
Wes @ 2:17
“I don’t see a difference between buying a good book and a good record or a print—whatever. They’re all equally important. I think the commerce side of art is so fucked up. You can sell a painting for a thousand dollars and you can put just as much effort into a record and it’s free. I want to wipe [all that] out with [what] I’m doing: here it is, it’s free. It’s not fucking elitist. I don’t care about the standards of what shit should cost. I just want to give it to people as free as I can.”