0hh d0uble exp0sures.

my ribs are so sore. i need help picking photo's to print. 

i want to go hang. yawn. fuckidon'tevenwannadothisshow!

merrrrrr.. 

thee best present ever. i will never take this off! (:

these are so gritty but i don't even care.

ain't go out like a sucka, no way

"it's not you. it's me."
yeah, really i don't know what my problem is. my dad says my hearts too big. too much compassion goes to the old and animals...not a lot left for bullshit, naw mean? whatever it is. 'ppreciate those stickin it out. or still sendin a text in the morning, checkin up on me when i just snuck out the backdoor last night cause a song came on and i couldn't hold my head up to it. or the one who'll remind them not to tell that joke or mention that story. 
i tell it like, i just don't make friends with those kinds. i just don't know how to figure out a females mentality. it's gotta be some mental blockade, or some self protection. maybe it's just bitchyness. maybe it's..fuck it, i'm not gonna analyze it. i said what i could and i couldn't do it anymore- so there that went. shrug and throw on some s.a. i probably am not making any sense to strangers but that doesn't matter because why have this for you. it's suppose to be for me. "it's not you. it's me."


tune: 





photo:

mentality

/ Go hard, today  / 

/ Can’t worry bout the past, cause that was yesterday /

/  Im'ma put it on the line, cause it’s my time.  / 

/ if you with me, let me hear you say-  /

&

tomorrow i be on the next flight right up outta town.

later nyc

blue

the world at large

I move on to another day, to a whole new town with a whole new way.

I like songs about drifters - books about the same.

They both seem to make me feel a little less insane.

Walked on off to another spot.

I still haven't got anywhere that I want.

Did I want love? Did I need to know?

Why does it always feel like I'm caught in an undertow?

The moths beat themselves to death against the lights.

Adding their breeze to the summer nights.

Outside, water like air was great.

I didn't know what I had that day.

Walk a little farther to another plan.

You said that you did, but you didn't understand.

I know that starting over is not what life's all about.

But my thoughts were so loud, I couldn't hear my mouth.

My thoughts were so loud, I couldn't hear my mouth.

My thoughts were so loud.

nyc livin