don't tell me there's no hope at all...

...we fall

love...

obscure flow, frail night,
pray, deep sleep, salted snowflakes,
red cheeks, drowning heart.

it is always possible the next night i will not want to write this.

The possibility that something good might happen is the fuel. I think you said Joy in the engine. I think Hope is the fuel.

best,
me.

token, right here buddy.

that one's for you big guy.

random lady: jesus loves you.
me: o.O?

i wanted that song to come on.
...i knew it would

the perfect moment...
though it seems the moment was not mine...
...it was theirs

I just called to say I love you, come back home...

ugh it hurts...

there is a revolution in the midst.

A prime example of paying it forward ( Read more... )

here is to the last days of summer, and new york in the fall ( Read more... )

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