With Tusker and My Gun

I hate Jack White. He’s a piece of shit. His music sucks. In every way. Never has there been a thing that so embodies everything awful about itself. Fuck this man. Yes, fuck this man. He’s a disservice to us all. 

I hate Jack White. He’s a piece of shit. His music sucks. In every way. Never has there been a thing that so embodies everything awful about itself. Fuck this man. Yes, fuck this man. He’s a disservice to us all. 

(Source: theplanetofsound)

I am a light bulb, my face all undressed, i can’t stop smiling, it brings me distress.

Poetry’s medium is the individual chest and throat and mouth of whoever undertakes to say the poem.