BLZ, Bub
[For earlier tweets, check out this post.]
Oh happy day! The irresolute masses make their proclamations, and make liars of themselves not long thereafter.
--2:25 P.M., January 1st
The city's next morning glory: frozen piss in the gutters, confetti-dusted vomit in the streets, jagged glass everywhere waiting to impale.
--10:41 A.M., January 1st
One year away now from the apocalypse prophesied by the Mayans. Best devote yourself to bacchanalia while you still can.
--12:02 A.M., January 1st
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