i have this thing for motel rooms and abandoned cottages. all things temporary, all things humble.

July 26, 2025 9:08 am  |  Words  |  No Comments
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July 25, 2025 11:41 pm  |  Inspiration  |  No Comments

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i’m just here. it’s just me here.

July 24, 2025 9:01 pm  |  Words  |  No Comments
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i’ve gotta make my own way; nobody’s gonna save us.

July 24, 2025 10:05 am  |  Words  |  No Comments
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July 21, 2025 6:11 pm  |  the Work  |  No Comments

freedom.

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it’s okay if you don’t feel it in your soul yet, cause i’ve still got a long way to go.

July 20, 2025 11:50 pm  |  the Work  |  No Comments

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there was no sound just pure light.

July 20, 2025 11:11 pm  |  the Work  |  No Comments

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Arrange-Turnpike

July 20, 2025 8:36 pm  |  Music, Uncategorized  |  No Comments

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if i told you i honestly don’t think you’d believe me;

July 19, 2025 4:32 pm  |  Words  |  No Comments

the doubt and paranoia in my head.
so i give you pieces of it in the images, you can’t see it but your subconscious can.

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as much as i want you to believe in me, i’m telling you right now that you are all you have.

July 19, 2025 1:28 pm  |  Uncategorized  |  No Comments

the rest of this is your illusion, i’m just playing my roll..

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nightmares about things that actually happened, I call them my reminders.

July 19, 2025 12:58 pm  |  Words  |  No Comments
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I’m not doing this for you.

July 16, 2025 5:19 pm  |  Words  |  No Comments

i’m doing this for the part of you that you can’t remember.

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there’s no judgement when you can see inside;

July 13, 2025 2:25 pm  |  the Work  |  No Comments

The camera leaves them wide open.

 

 

 

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July 13, 2025 12:58 pm  |  Uncategorized, Words  |  No Comments

once i get down by the water at about seven or eight pm everybody is gone. And i can’t really explain it but the water just makes me forget about anything but..myself.

it’s just me and the water; in the moment shit i guess.

where i was sitting when i wrote this was actually the same place i learned how to manually focus an slr at the age of like eight years old. trying to make the two halves of the circle match up on the crest of a wave. I think that was the first time I ever looked through a viewfinder. And now everytime i focus a lens i think about that wave. Foreshadowing i guess.

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