torch-singing "T.B. Sheets"

the dynamic of ravens makes me wonder if that's what having a sibling would be like. 

strange vertical snow-thing. I liked the angles. and its weird solitude! it was all by itself in an empty parking lot. it didn't come from the ground surrounding it. perhaps it was from Heaven. 

I couldn't get this not-blurry, so I decided I fucking liked it this way. 

this house in my neighborhood, it pleases me. 

the purse-ridin' shit-cat. 

yeah... FUCK Devon. jeez, man, why you gotta be that way? DEVON. 

I was disheveled and unshowered and thought trying to capture the shadows from the capiz shell windchime-thing in my window would be a glorious project. 

pure sex. 

anchorage is naturally just a very sexy place, you see.