demons are real. they are standing still.

we always imagine we're being followed

whipped like a slave

you're haunting me because i let you

nature intended the abstract for you + me

you stick it in me

thirst caked all our words

not enough pleasure, too much pain

save my love through loneliness

photo via the trachicist

trying to eat that self real slow

all over the place right now.

in the meantime, i am enjoying these photos.

http://picture-dreams.blogspot.com/

my body will never be the same

i get depressed in fancy hotel rooms.

too small for a lens

you're not the sunrise

fotos by ehh fashion

peeling back and gagging free

/back from holiday

forward to regression

upswing plaything

summertime makes me think of the 90s

perhaps due to summers wasted indoors
watching mtv as a kid