Sunday, May 29, 2011

tuesday afternoons consist of cracked coffee cups and a sense of belonging in a room full of like-minded people bound together by one love, one vice; one unrelenting desire to write.


young and alive and meandering through the city to find a dress that I can't show you yet
but just you wait

sister took this of me/the wall

the fish were actually alive

nothing like a good nosebleed


  1. i wish i could have joined you! seems you had real fun :)