It’s hard to stay mad when there’s so much beauty in the world. Sometimes I feel like I’m seeing it all at once, and it’s too much. My heart fills up like a balloon that’s about to burst. And then I remember to relax, and stop trying to hold on to it, and then it flows through me like rain, and I can’t feel anything but gratitude for every single moment of my stupid, little life.
Posted on November 15, 2010 at 2:17pm
Because after you’ve crossed some lines, you just keep crossing them. And there’s no escaping constant escape. Distracting ourselves. Avoiding confrontation. Getting past the moment. Jacking off. Television. Denial.

Posted on November 15, 2010 at 2:15pm
Posted on November 15, 2010 at 2:11pm
“It’s a lie. It’s a bunch of sad strangers photographed beautifully, and… all the glittering assholes who appreciate art say it’s beautiful cause that’s what they wanna see. But the people in the photos are sad, and alone… But the pictures make the world seem beautiful, so… the exhibition is reassuring which makes it a lie, and everyone loves a big fat lie.”

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“It’s a lie. It’s a bunch of sad strangers photographed beautifully, and… all the glittering assholes who appreciate art say it’s beautiful cause that’s what they wanna see. But the people in the photos are sad, and alone… But the pictures make the world seem beautiful, so… the exhibition is reassuring which makes it a lie, and everyone loves a big fat lie.”

Posted on November 15, 2010 at 2:10pm
Life is hard and it’s full of pain and whatnot, but we take it because there’s great stuff too. And we can do it because we have friends - because we have each other.
Posted on November 11, 2010 at 7:48pm
Posted on February 3, 2010 at 10:59pm
I’m never content with what I do. I live in a sort of permanent dissatisfaction. I think that’s the secret to doing things well.
Posted on February 3, 2010 at 9:08pm