Jan 20, 2023
Max Fenig is 3,000% percent the guy I would lose my fucking mind over after meeting him in the occult section of the local indie book/zine store.
We’d go HAM in a Goodwill together -- he’d let me wear a killer vest he found that we both liked -- and get coffees afterward.
He’d eat you out in the back of his van when he took you sky-gazing out in the middle of nowhere and you’d be down so bad and then you’d never hear from him again but you couldn’t even be mad at him, only fond memz of Max :///