arc of time

good stuff…

good stuff…

met someone today and as soon as i told him where i was from he put on david bowie’s “i’m afraid of americans”

lately (pt. ii)

baguettes, fresh canvas, new doc martens, plenty of beer, a bit of rain, e-mails, street markets, tracey emin, dirty socks, black tea, tired eyes, old, new, and a lot of in between

lately:

the horrors, red pants, red lips, lucky strikes, broken toe, gray skies, ‘pears’ bar soap, loose change, small showers, mullets.