Black Gloss
After eating horribly all weekend… 🍉 (at Watermelon, USA)

After eating horribly all weekend… 🍉 (at Watermelon, USA)

Kiss the ground at LaGuardia.

I’M HOME. I have a lot to do today, haven’t slept in days, and don’t want any human contact but fuck yes I’m home. 

Southern Hospitality.  (at 417 Union)

Southern Hospitality. (at 417 Union)

Another Planet.

I’m in Nashville right now. It’s pretty wild and very different than what I’m used to. I’m with my brother and his friends and it’s weird being around “normal” people. Oh well. See you all soon as long as my plane back to NY doesn’t crash on Sunday.

XO

EDIT: Men are fucking gross. I’m def the hardest person here but also the most reserved and gentlemanly. How do heterosexual women deal with this. Ewww.
If you’ve never read this book then any journey you take into sexual depravity will never truly be complete.

If you’ve never read this book then any journey you take into sexual depravity will never truly be complete.

BLESS.
Dorothy McGowan in Lebanon, 1961 (variant)

BLESS.

Dorothy McGowan in Lebanon, 1961 (variant)

I guess it’s my turn to play music at work. The Smiths it is.

Be something.

I wish I could turn to rain. Not the kind that ruins your plans but the soothing kind. A certain smell that gives way to comfort via sound or sensation. I wouldn’t stay forever but just long enough.

They don’t love you like I do. 

Join Us.

If I ever finish ‘A Song of Ice and Fire’, I’m diving right back into Turgenev and Celine. Good company or…not.

Same. 

Same. 

You say to me I don’t talk enough but when I do I’m a fool.

And then they’re gone.

Still ill. Don’t front. 

Still ill. Don’t front.