In 1994, Henry Rollins punished me by sending me a wad of his depressing and fucked up fan letters, with an invitation to use them as "company", because I apparently wrote something he didn't like.
by Cat DeSpira
In 1994, Henry Rollins punished me by sending me a wad of his depressing and fucked up fan letters, with an invitation to use them as "company", because I apparently wrote something he didn't like.