My neighbor and I don't borrow cups of sugar from one another, we borrow shots of liquor and favors like... me shaving his back.

My wardrobe has been colorful but also prone to darkness throughout the years.Within the last few months...colors infiltrated once again. ...But now, as darkness descends...as suffocating and inescapable as ever... my wardrobe is fading back to black.

A lone life on the road is endlessly stimulating. It's a freeing thing to be uncertain of what or who you will discover. A lone life working a full time job and going home to an apartment over and over is a thing of misery.

Cheers... To finding out that someone I admire and adore to the upmost believes in me too.

I feel like a creature on display.
People are afraid to get to close,
But can't take their eyes away.

I've a heart with insatiable explorer's blood.

Left alone in my apartment, he rambled...discovering things he wished he hadn't.