"She’s so High (No Baggie Chasers)" Schwartz 2013
I walk a fine line between living a boring ass life and tipping over into bad choices which would lead to chaos and maybe a hospital visit. And the weird thing is, I don’t talk about this to anyone. I keep it silent with my mouth so it explodes in my drawings. I know AA has this ‘one day at a time’ catchphrase and I guess that’s what I’m following. I quit the glass dick almost 7 years ago when i met my boyfriend and for the past few years, the lack of his dick in my life makes me want to explore other options. In San Francisco, and most other major cities, glass dicks are often found in a trick’s bedroom.
I’m drawing the insanity of living in monogamy which morphed into celibacy. This would be fine if I lived in the middle of nowheres and had no options but i’m not that fat and ugly so I still get offers. If only Harrison Ford, circa 1983, would swing by and offer his undying love, then we’d run off into the sunset and fuck till we ran out of spit.