A haphazard collection of written works, paintings, photographs, random entries, and the musings of a boy's own search for love, life, and birthday cake.
(this is the latest extension of his previous documented quest, AUGUST.)
Ask me anything.
Come on in.
I’ve gotta tell you what a state I’m in.
I’ve gotta tell you in my loudest tones that I started looking for a warning sign.
When the truth is I miss you.
Yeah, the truth is that I miss you so.
holy shit! there’s a name for this?!