mollyculetheoryBalloons of the Civil War…an old short story that I liked to launch this weird experiment…Dec 5, 2023Dec 5, 2023
mollyculetheoryYelle Je Veux Te Voir the Definitive English TranslationCuizinier, your dick is overgrown with little red pubesDec 11, 2017Dec 11, 2017
mollyculetheoryAMERICA 2017:McConnell: Okay so the new legislation we are voting on is an actual black cardboard box filled with literal snakes. Except the box has a…Jul 27, 2017Jul 27, 2017
mollyculetheoryIt was becoming intolerable.Drifting, dozing, the small paper craft at long last ran aground on a new shore, and she pushed her way through a dense green thicket made…Feb 1, 2017Feb 1, 2017
mollyculetheorySo hey, it’s me, your great-great-to the power of a fuckton-grandfather.Anyway, I’m pretty much boggling at the scope of my loin-fruits, to be honest. I can just about wrap my lack-of-a-real-brain around it up…Jan 31, 20172Jan 31, 20172
mollyculetheoryDuring the lead-up to the final days, they all liked to mock Brooklyn for being uniquely unequipped…So maybe their Aunt Maudes were canning geniuses, back in the day. Did Aunt Maude put ginger in her beets? I don’t fucking think so. Is…Jan 28, 2017Jan 28, 2017
mollyculetheoryWhen Reese returned home after the National Psychological Association for Psychoanalysts conference…Now, I’m a psychologist too, and well too aware of Capgras syndrome, that marvelously weird delusion where you’re sure a loved one has been…Jan 27, 2017Jan 27, 2017
mollyculetheoryAt seventy miles per hour, the interstate hums a particular tone, a windy somnolent F above middle…He starts, hands clutching the wheel of his rig with long-honed reflex to wake before it’s too late, heart jolting, before he remembers…Jan 25, 2017Jan 25, 2017
mollyculetheoryI rarely remembered my dreams, just enough to know that they were the usual faint phantasmagoric…I dreamt I woke unwilling, skrill of the alarm, moving bare legs languid against fleece blanket. I dreamt I brushed my teeth, the sink…Jan 24, 20171Jan 24, 20171
mollyculetheoryRainstormNobody really remembers the day it started raining. They’ll say they do, elaborate drunken reminiscences of that January day dawning pearl…Jan 21, 20172Jan 21, 20172
