I remember when you used to laugh.
38 high fives later.
So I steal pictures.
You wanna get lost in me?
I just requested you on Instagram.
and my heart melted.
I go to Starbucks instead of the pub.
Everything, every thing.
I hear myself chew.
Donald Trump and airplane hanger bullshit.
Kick the blood out of my face.
Walking for sale.
Mark Normand.
A bike chained to bus stop blues.
I would sit on a curb and shop for your hair.
Collaborations happen.
in red shirt mornings.
Gnats and bats.
It helps when I am wrong.