1. this is the bar where i work. 

2. my apartment, and sometimes the people in it. 

4. and who I want to talk too.

life wouldn't make sense without fridays with shirley faison.

hurricane sandy

teddy.

design job, bartending, auditions.

life is like sitting in a doctors office waiting to go in.
(just want the doc to tell me what's wrong with me. how to fix it. what to do with myself).

frank ocean wrote this:

polaroids

comiccon

http://www.amazon.com/Illusions-The-Adventures-Reluctant-Messiah/dp/0440204887 

I think i know why everyone is so obsessed with love, and will prioritize the person they think deserves it over anyone or anything else.
I think it ties into our fear of death, and if you think about how it's the only way to (that we know of for sure) live forever. makes sense.
I've been working pretty hard. Makin friends. spending time with some old girlfriends I havent seen in a while.