When I’m drowning in reality, I take a deep breathe of music. It’s like coming up for air.

Feeling like the 1930s

If I ever love again, I’d want to fall in love with a model. I think it would be interesting to see how the relationship unfolds.

I like art that makes me go wtf

Do I accept failure and go home…or do I keep burning myself out and let life take me wherever

All that I know is, I need to be on hiatus. My mind can’t keep on taking this.

I was suppose to use this color roll for a photoshoot but I didn’t have the opportunity…sooo I biked around Austin to see what I can see.

I thought it was cooler if I held my chills within. I don’t like how I receive chills because they’d make my body go all Exorcist and shit. Now as I notice facts about myself, it’s like having all the chills I held within come out one at a time. The truth feels like you’re standing in an industrial freezer.