To Observe and Report; awestruck by-stander...



things old and new, familiar and unfamiliar, discovered and foreign, real and dreamt...

none…

none other like you, 

withering and fading,

i guess this makes number two.

regrets, regretful, empty

apologetic, anxious, abstract.

cannot explain what’s in me,

paralyzed, cant even react.

instances play in my head like movies,

a slideshow of the best of times,

play, rewind, pause, and replay.Solo

old munny project…

old munny project…

old munny project…

Awesome zombie art…n i do love my zombie art.

Awesome zombie art…n i do love my zombie art.

Wat im into at the moment…

he looks like his penis stinks…”-m.m.

there there…

Be still, this is all momentary…soon things will be in their right place,at the right time…tears will b washed away,and new memories will be made…there there,please be patient,hang in there,take my hand and don’t let go…if u feel that you can’t make it,ill carry your weight…I won’t ever let you go…these things take time, and our pace will be the slowest,but with an overwhelming sowing season…be still at night,when I know your mind is racing, take a look at the sky,chances are I’m staring at it with you…there there,be still, pretend my hand is on your heart,calming you down,I promise things will be just fine…frankg

it

remember when traditional thursday karaokee pool nights used to b the best time ever?wish it was so on such a beautiful night like tonight…