fuck :( , really I need to get a studio. somewhere I can photograph, paint, glue, paste, print, screen, and draw. somewhere I can be at 3am alone to make shit. and listen to whatever I want and eat snacks out of my minifridge.

I like how we text message. I like how you read my stuff. I think you’d like how that makes me smile.

The dishes in the sink don’t care if i wake late
Or soak till the bath runs cold, leave the bed unmade

But when the drink goes in the devil comes out
Days go by still the past don’t seem so far
But when the drink goes in the devil comes out
Days go by still the past don’t seem so far

Oh my god

St.Vincent