blame it on the moon, whatever. this weekend was weird.

not as awe-inspiring as i thought.

fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck.

i should be swimming right now with kristen. fuck.

gaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhh

public market, yard sales, merchant street strolllll, sally, gpgds din din, legal wall.

saturdayyy yayyyyyyyyy.

tonight is our show. fuck.

come watch us blow.

we met at lux. we sat, drank, smoked, stayed far longer than we should have and i'm pretty sure it's because we all knew what lay ahead ( Read more... )

i hate days where everything seems out of reach. that or, you just don't really feel like trying.

today is that day. i hate today.

my ears hurt. these public market earrings are heeaaaaaavvvvvvvyyyyyy.

i love the sweetness in front of boulder coffee.

and that's about to happen on my front porch....

....chicken cacciature

so today ( Read more... )

so i went to steve's and we played some music ( Read more... )