Monday

perhaps it's an illusion...that's the conclusion


"exhausted...and old."





this is what happens when you don't have time to live....or take a picture.
you find sanity at the bottom of a bottle of moscato.

i will try to do better with pictures... if anyone volunteers to tell my professors to chill out and kill the madness, it would be a great help..

b.

[scorpion; charles hamilton]

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