“From My Rotting Body, Flowers Shall Grow And I Am In Them And That Is Eternity.” - Edvard Munch
halfnasty: “We had two bags of grass, seventy-five pellets of mescaline, five sheets of high-powered blotter acid, a saltshaker half-full of cocaine, and a whole galaxy of multi-colored uppers, downers, screamers, laughers… Also, a quart of tequila,
