2009/08/24
I’m feeling pretty sad and vulnerable. I went through my phone tonight, and all my 468 text messages. I’d say that at least 100 of them was from a new favorite contact, 100 from my teammate, 100+ from friends from the past and present, and the last 100 from the one I, just a few months ago, would take a bullet for. How the fuck could everything go so wrong? I would never say that I miss you, because what is the present, isn’t what I used to adore. Hm, funny how people change…
In other news, I’m currently working on prints for the music collective Bassline Express. The sketches for the first two prints can be viewed below. ENJOY EM, holla.
