Sunday, January 30, 2011


I'm glad I wasn't with anyone besides Brianna at the arclights.
disspointment; broken players at Amoeba
colours- group love

losing phone, cafe, fiding phone
garage, cigar cafe
we used to vacation
realizing we as humans enter many situations we arn't comfortable in and saturday is just a drunk charade on main street. open people, way too city, careless atmosphere. no appriciation .

crisp smoke, cafe finally
bri, french toast. me, vanilla coffee, not so strong but a wanting taste
heat rises

safe & sound

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