sometimes I wish i could shut my brain off and be normal.
this little baby was at an art gallery opening today and she was entranced by the pattern on the woman’s shirt next to her.
It’s all a matter of perspective
trying to find yours.
how to make friends
I am both of them.
I am the gentleman.
Through and through.
Thing have been feeling so complicated lately and I don’t now why?
Nothing has changed really, but my pain and dark thoughts have been creeping back. I am always getting distracted by those pesky voices in my head, and where i use to find sanctuary has gone so far away. I feel like people are almost running away from me and my weirdness. If only I could runaway from it all myself.