& i need a haircut.
gnarly photo sesh.
new vehicle! '87 chevrolet. thank you, drew morden.
something so strong and genuinely passionate has finally changed. from a loss of physical and mental interest, i can offer only a pair of eyes that sift limestone from clear water.
pristine portrait of first love..exists as just a very fond memory.
sir williams' basement bash! i found it to be quite a success. plaid bedsheet covers and strung out photos, skinny boys in bee suits, thrashing with keytars, wolf parade giving uncle's 1978 venice slideshow a battle for air space. indy scene punks with a loudmouth band - adequate skank dancing.
legit as fuck.
IF YOU KNOW ANYTHING REGARDING THE WHEREABOUTS OF MY STRETCH FUCKING JEANS AND/OR CANON REBEL...
let me know.
oh, hey kyle...
for every time you've made me feel better than i really am..
for all the shit i've thrown at you..
for all guards i have against you..
for all the reasons so many people reference kyle fucking white..
i respect, love and miss you.
i want to be friends.