At work, listening to Frank Sinatra. The outside looks ominous. I’m trying to find a flaw in Raskolnikov’s logic. Bitter may be the ascent, but even though there is no cross on the way down, with splinters and holes, harder is the descent from Golgotha.

A request from my hilariously named friend, BJ

By a 2nd grader. I love how angry it is.

What I would have worn to prom had I gone.
Tight
Nothing makes you feel more lonely than trying to put a fitted sheet on by yourself.

Antiprom Prince and Princess, 2012
Without
I’ve been a lot more to myself over the past few months. It’s just interesting that I’ve become more introverted the longer I’ve been sober. In some ways it’s better, in some ways I feel like life is more boring.


Chillaxin with my bro Rick Flair

Walk all over me