Emily Rose

this is some scary shit. to see the rest of our experience, go (in my deep, demonic voice) here .

Roadkill

i just remember being stuck in an old laundry room. the lighting made everything come out a creme-colored yellow, including the chipped walls and burnt-red tiled floors. an air vent was prominently placed above me, a little bit off-centered which i thought was strange.

i wasn't the only one stuck there. one of my older cousins laid flat against the stubbled wall, his ear close to the vent. we waited for something.

expecting......

a low growl. it reverberated from a distance, through the tunnel, and then out of the vent filling the stiff room with fear.

things got choppy here. both of us found ourselves running through a dingy hallway, everything still yellow. behind us, a monster (or shall i say a half dog-half porcupine beast)couldn't wait to devour its meal for the night. this i knew because it left drools of saliva all over the walls and floors.

finally, i saw our getaway behind a green door. caaan't think. quickly. faster. NOW!

my sweaty hand held onto the doorknob as i twisted it open. the door was behind me now, but my cousin ----- clobbered down by the beast. why did i shut the door? would i be next? my cousin screamed, yelled, not for my help, but out of pain. what provoked me to open the door again was out of pure curiosity. i knew it was sick and hopeless. i don't remember seeing anything but hearing his shrills amidst the squishy sounds as if the beast was ravaging a watermelon.

i need to stop having these vivid nightmares.

$190.40

short. most ever spent. june 3rd. amaretto and cokes. on the album. caught a glimpse. giving up. indio. and going with my boss. tank of gas. only 2 really. for. good songs. six king tacos. the staples. few weeks ago. but hells. side view. madonna.

ThisIsWhatLoveLooksLike

i've been having mad obsessions lately so monkeyatomico and i have decided to dabble in a series of comics/drawings about our true-to-life spasms. these were drawn in 2 mins on a napkin after eating a huge bowl of pho. sadly my masterpiece didn't make it so far. i dunked it into my soupy broth because i made myself look like a blow-up doll while watching BRICK.