vinegarvalentine

Here is an exert from my loverly husbands live journal:

"is the pope dead? i think he is, is he? i don't know mybe... i hope so... me too.
anyway children of the begotten we have decided dictaion is over rated and dictators
are often inatiquit lovers, this brings us to a new a vigourusly misused pornographic enlightenment, in other words yes its true i do hate you but i love the way you suck.
my name is walter i maKE MUSIC FOR SMALL GROUPS AND SOME TIMES LARGE ONES i enjoy missspellings and bad grammer as well as republicans that get cancer. i speak to the dead when im alone but not in a good way, i also like girls thaT like girls but who doesnt? i also like to wake up and cut a small 3in peice of flesh of my right arm and place it in my older sisters butterfly killing jar most days i'll spend 3-6 hours laughing at the irony of it but some days i'll spend less time. every once inawhile i see specs of vain float across my eye and try to pick them out most times i fail.
no moments of clarity "

fuck i love him so much!