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3:42pm January 3, 2014

 Hilarious, New Years Eve Apology.

natashaleggero:

(Click here to read this letter on NatashaLeggero.com)

On New Years Eve I made what I thought was a harmless joke http://dailym.ai/1crNs71

Here is my response:

Well hello America!

It’s been a busy few days but rest assured, I have received all of your messages and have been busy…

1:41pm November 5, 2013

Desaparecidos last night at The Fonda. AMAZING.

1:44pm November 1, 2013

Listening to Lou Reed while he rests in peace. 

Listening to Lou Reed while he rests in peace. 

6:39pm June 30, 2013
6:35pm June 30, 2013
4:34pm June 28, 2013
lonely-soles:

the search for a place person to call HOME.

lonely-soles:

the search for a place person to call HOME.

1:11pm June 28, 2013
2:21pm June 14, 2013
Gemin-i.

Gemin-i.

8:47pm March 2, 2013
Static Tv, Oval Black Stone Silver Ring from morganlefaye via (copious)(I just realized I’m totally grabbing my tit in this pic. What a professional selling point… How the Dickens did I see not see that before??)

Static Tv, Oval Black Stone Silver Ring from morganlefaye via (copious)

(I just realized I’m totally grabbing my tit in this pic. What a professional selling point… How the Dickens did I see not see that before??)

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4:51pm March 1, 2013

Bright Eyes    Shell Games

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12:57pm February 27, 2013
Sleep Paralysis.

Sleep Paralysis.

12:46pm February 27, 2013
12:44pm February 27, 2013

In The Pursuit of Happiness We Claim to Make Effort

In the east lives the purple rose

Among the spirits of the olde,

The world we used to know

And in the damaged west by the

Pacific shores “H” is replaced for

A closed motel door, a torn bandana,

And a dull metal thorn

The water in the sink is at a boil

I emerge as the rabbit with powder

In my fur and 18 empty time lines

Down my spine divided thrice

By the mirrored pyramid 666

Outside the gold from the sun

Spirals down and four winds raise

22 grains of sand, the moon grabs

Them with each hand

11:11 the end

You enter as the dragon 88

The fire in our veins

The red of the sign reading

Vacancy

We are home now, at least for the week

We are sinners hibernating

We are human, free and forgiving

But it’s still hard to remember

Where we hid the blind fold so

We shoot and kill that frustrating feeling 

Until there is nothing

But the sheets beneath our bodies

12:35pm February 27, 2013
Writers Block.

Writers Block.

2:03pm February 26, 2013

Reminiscence & Coincidences.