for the whole world to see
One day while staring out of a coffee shop window i realized that i wasn’t there anymore.
phew, all the articles I’ve read lately about industrialized food production is – softly spoken – a fuck in mother natures ass . . .
I couldn’t even get mad at this fellow for doing this abso-fuckin-lutely ignorant move . . .
You wake in a quiet ocean of white 800 thread count. The garage door squeals like laughing dolphins as your husband begins his commute to work . . .
so we’ve been blaming the 90s a couple of weeks ago and it’s time to pick the topic up again . . .
some sort of series – an annual one . . .
we’re saying, that only one decade fucked up every future vending machine . . .
i took this photo of myself about an hour from any satisfying description of town or village containing other human beings . . .
a small, hip town on the verge of getting over-saturated by hip people is a good example how America can be great again . . .
we went on a most necessary, costly and radically mundane trip across the american continent . . .
while you’re wasting all your money on Boxing Day, we’re delighted to tell you the story of a poor fellow no one helps out, because everybody is busy ‘caring’ . . .
why don’t all the self-titled ‘worried European citizens’ go and fuck themselves?
how much internet can we (ab)use to lift / boost ourselves into a somewhat popular existence?
‘get in touch with your dark side and take some frightening shadow shots’ . . .
a shorty-short-story about the apocalyptic consequences of ignorance and conscious denial – welcome to the end . . .
I had one of the best sleeps last night, when I woke and my dick felt slightly hot and itchy . . .
edible food, that would go to waste gets a second chance in a grocery store 2.0 in Leipzig, Germany . . .
I sold my blood plasma for over four years to fund my love for alcohol and cigarettes, now I look like a heroin junkie . . .
unexpected reflections . . .