𖤐LOWLIFE𖤐

Screenwriter and painter. 28. She/Her. Bi. STL born&raised. Full of wasps but don’t tell anyone. Aesthetic blog cannibalcosmos, Twitter @rathaus96

[memorycycle]

now this is just nonsense *putting a 8th patty on my burger* now this is just ridiculus *putting a 9th patty on my burger*

[dojacat]

What’s your sign and your favorite soup?

[cowboy]

I jacked off to american psycho before, in a hotel bathroom with one of those portable dvd players

Do you realize how scary this makes you sound

[jncos]

Doing the Caligula dance from Caligula (1979) at the club.

[gorps]

[thequantumranger]

Dan Stevens in The Guest (2014)

for @shadowsofrose 💖

[foreman]

[number1girl]

me at the job i begged god for

[thewindowofthesummerhouse]

Phil Hale

[cryptotheism]

I ended up at a Wendy's. I haven't been to a Wendy's in years. My neighborhood in LA is famous for being 30 minutes from everywhere. It's a pocket of suburban sprawl the highways forgot. My short time between the car and the door of the Wendy's was occupied with the sounds of traffic, and views of streetlights stretching to the horizon.

I ended up at a Wendy's. Wendy's wasn't on my mind. We happened to have cupons for a free frosty. Imagine that. A free frosty.

I ended up at a Wendy's and the interior was like the old portable classrooms at my elementary school, right before they got torn down, beige and scoured like the inside of an old pot, fixtures cracked and unbandaged. Dirty carpet crunched underfoot. I let my roommate order first.

I ended up at a Wendy's with five other souls. The lone blazed teenager behind the counter, my roommate, and two homeless people in the far corner. One was out like a light, sleeping peacefully. The other spent the meal glaring at nothing in particular. There was no music.

I ended up at a Wendy's seven dollars lighter. My fried chicken sandwich brought back memories. I remember learning that the company who provided my high school cafeteria lunches was the same company that provided lunches to the California prison system. It was like a memory of a chicken sandwich, distant, lukewarm, dewy.

I ended up in a Wendy's and realized the last time I thought of Wendy's was some passing fad on the internet. People were drawing pornography of the mascot. Memories of clownish breasts through mouthfuls of soggy fries. The thought came unbidden: what would it be like to bite that thing? To really sink your teeth into it? I think my jaws would pass right through. I think it would buckle like rotten tree bark. I think it would be lukewarm, microwaved by the Sonoran sun.

[killrockstar]

if yr doing a final girl in yr horror movie YOU NEED TO KILL HER BOYFRIEND that's the absolute rule

[killrockstar]

[puphoods]

"i dont want topless women or leather daddies at pride" then why are you going. like be really fucking serious why are you going

[mycoins]

me, a panda, talking to a pink colored girl panda: i want to eat your thing panda style

her: yupppp

[kushblazer666]

[t4nku-deactivated20240405]

i hate timothy chalamet. not even being a contrarian i genuinely find him visually repugnant and he can't act for shit and worst of all he's smug because his career took off so early. if i saw him in real life i would shave him bald

[godflesh-deactivated20240624]

MECHANICAL HEAT by Jason Pierce • Illustrated by David Martin Mandate / OCTOBER 1979 [credit: CowboyFrank]

[lorenlily]

hmmm okay do u agree and if no, what album(s) are truly your "i listen to every song everytime" no-skips albums