What Did You Just Find?

Pretty much the inside of an artist mind unraveling, repairing, repeating the bipolar cycles with schizoaffective flair. Also chaotic bubblegum pop poet. Also I make weird shit you can buy so I can hide inside on bad days. Thanks.

The image above is taken in a retail store that has a blue background and rows of sunglasses on a display wall. Beside the glasses on the wall to the left is a large mirror. Taped to the mirror is a sign that reads, “all the fucking (that part is in all caps) sunglasses are $8 baby damn!