girls were born knowing how destructive the truth could be. they learned to hold it in, tamp it down, like gunpowder in an old fashioned gun. then it exploded in your face on a november day in the rain.
janet fitch, paint it black

there is a loneliness in this world so great 
that you can see it in the slow movement of 
the hands of a clock. 

people so tired 
mutilated 
either by love or no love. 

people just are not good to each other 
one on one. 

the rich are not good to the rich 
the poor are not good to the poor. 

we are afraid. 

our educational system tells us 
that we can all be 
big-ass winners. 

it hasn’t told us 
about the gutters 
or the suicides. 

or the terror of one person 
aching in one place 
alone 

untouched 
unspoken to 

watering a plant.

- charles bukowski

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i sleep with my phone on loud &refuse to even go to the bathroom without it being near me. i haven’t slept in weeks; by 5 pm i’m exhausted &am ready to shut the world out. as always, i’m expected to carry on with business, take care of others and smile through the day. 

please take the time to read and quite possibly donate. as the hours go by, things develop &i become more hopeful. i’ve never been through anything like this and it’s ripping me to shreds.

amazingly enough, we find ways to complain about the things that don’t really matter. this right now… this. this has consumed me. soon we shall have him back.

the curve is more powerful than the sword.
mae west

track art by phil mao.

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artist: Stevie Crooks

any guesses as to what video we filmed this past weekend?

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fcking fun.

thank you to BLKGLD for the great imagery.