A piecemeal patchwork of shabby insecurities and bold mistaken assumptions are threaded onto the folds of their hearts in odd shapes and interesting angles.
My big bag of laundry that was done for me while in Rome.  Wish that nice lady was here now to do my laundry.

My big bag of laundry that was done for me while in Rome.  Wish that nice lady was here now to do my laundry.

A tequila pity party for one.
Surfboards in love

Surfboards in love

He walks over to her cautiously and grasps the sides of her face like he’s holding onto something immovable in a strong current.
The day commences to take on the familiar and ugly shape of monotony.