I live in my own bubble. I'm in Gublerland.

Take criticism, smash it into dust. Add color and use it to paint breathtaking images of unicorns frolicking through endless fields of greatness.

At my sexiest, I look like an androgenous Muppet.

I live in my own bubble. I'm in Gublerland.

I'm obsessed with coffee. My doctor says if I don't cut back, I am going to permanently damage my esophagus. No joke.

I love polite people, late September, weeping mortar, and my fantastic fands (fans/friends)

I once gave a girl a bloody fake ear in a Tiffany jewelry box with a letter that said, “will you Gogh to prom with me?