we don't encourage discipline or really much of anything. we do our drugs 'till we're lit up. tell ourselves that this is love. but it's never added up and it will never be enough. it's the same corner booth, the same sixth street bar, the same sour mouths, and the same empty arms. forever and ever our lives on a loop.
it's the same dollar draft, the same whiskey words, the same hanging heart, and the same old scorched earth. we're further and further away from the truth.
i wanna stop it. i wanna stop it. i wanna stop it.
I've been spending all my time chasing all the wrong crowds doing my best to keep my feet off of the ground but I'd rather be dragging my teeth across the asphalt than to go home to hear how everything's my fault so I'm forgetting all those things they made me say the things that made me the person I hate today I won't be long, I won't be long... I won't be long these things never pan out to be much of anything anyway
I was lucky enough to get featured in "POSI+TIVE" magazine,an on-line magazine about photography, design, reportage, fashion and other things.The Editor in Chief said he liked my photos and asked me whether or not i would mind answering a few questions about them.