your eyeliner is running

I started to draw stars or crosses by my chunky eye makeup. They later turned into the eye of Ra curl because of my Sandman obsession.
photo by Chris Garbarino

moldy beers

We'd finish off the beers in my garage... even if they had expired and were piss warm.
photo by Dan Muntz

i feel the cosmos

I'd sometimes spend my Friday nights on the roof with a mug full of green tea, a bowl of oranges, a pack of cigarettes, and stare up at the sky for hours. That was my attempt at being deep...
photo by Michael McCullough

it's party time!

my friends 18th birthday party consisted of rollerskating, pixie sticks, pizza lasagna, drunk punks with knives, puking in the liter box, guys shaving with cake, guys eating cat food, ceran wrap condom offerings and smoking cigars. I either punched or kissed my friend so hard that she had bloody teeth in most of the photos from that night...

photo by Daisy Bliss

it's close to midnight....

One Halloween we all dressed up as zombies and went trick or treating. We did the thriller dance at every doorstep.
photo by Rachel Cobcroft

strangelove

I had a crush on a boy who wore blush, dandelion head wreaths, soccer scarves, and a pixies shirt.
photo by Wout

i spit on you

We'd record an album every Christmas morning and sing songs about Morrissey, bug bites, and stockings. One track was recorded while we had our mouths full of clementines.