And enjoy the day.
Drinking as a detriment to photography.
Moving is torture.
Needless to say, today was a hard day.
When will it ever fucking end?
Hell’s Bell’s: We’re coming for you.
A couple of days ago a man on the street shoved a dozen roses into hand a yelled happy valentines day. I didn’t say anything, I just kept walking, any all I could think was “it’s February 18th.”
I am an asshole.