bound by the chaos that i have created...stamped on my body, typed on my heart
this is not silence, this is rust and cognac
will i ever come out, aged and bleeding where i have not yet been touched
it surprises you that i cannot scream
with my mouth open, gold on my fingers...they are long. they are thin, they point to where we will... Read More
it hasn't snowed this much since i left for tour, so that was some time ago. i left the house yesterday for the first time in over a week. i live in this small town just north of Portland. there isn't too much here, no bars, no nightlife, no friends. i walk to the vietnamese market to get tofu everyday and a tiger beer. i'm... Read More
i can't say i feel fine, but i feel like me. moved into a war house, painted the living room turquoise. baking a chicken at 375...painting my face tonight for pictures (i will post later).
soooooo........i'm done with surgery and doctor tests for at least 3 months. i feel HEALTHY, which is quite a weird feeling to have. i feel ridiculously sexy and confident and want to do another set.....but NOOOOO, there are no portland photographers, and the chances of me coming up with enough money to get to LA are fucking slim. i am beginning to think that i... Read More