"don't play the butter notes"
another new zine!
with every traumatic event I experience, I level up and become more poetic. I also dress more and more like The Nanny.
there goes summer
The King has been served.
The King is ready for his feast. Be ready to serve him.
java shit crappucino
when you're in a funk, start dancing.....
I'm not afraid of clowns, only clowns who call themselves men.
I finally updated my website
it's been a wistful summer
I don't know why mullets are making a comeback, I guess I just have to accept this is the world we live in now.
'all the lonely people, where do they all belong'
told myself the Chet Baker phase of my life was over; heartache & loneliness brought it back full swing
everything happens to me
They might not need me, but they might / I'll let my head be just in sight; / A smile as small as mine might be / Precisely their necessity.
maintain a state of grace in your heart