last night i dreamt thaat i killed my dad. but the odd part wasn't that i was rewarded after i did it, it was that i woke up smiling

by the way, does anyone know a cure for the feeling of a little man jamming chopsticks into your ear drums (other than a bullet in your temple). i went to the store this morning, and it started when i was at the cash register. i slammed my hands over my ears and doubled over, praying i wouldnt fall and look even crazier. the pain has been on and off since then, but when its on its really on. maybe i'll just go deaf and get it over with

you can watch the video for tha rapture's "house of jealous lovers" here

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