A Tribute to Jess Willoughby, by Eloise Rosenstein
Jess
You fucking overwhelmingly elaborate the fuck out of a blackened night, oozing with the proverbial magnitude of metallic bliss. Oh Jess, your breathtaking reviews of pustulence and horror, and language that fucking destroys the brutal extravagance, and blinds the fuck out of the awe-struck, iconcoclasm of doom.
^A whole lot of words, a whole lot of nothing. Such is the writing of Jessica Willoughby.