Realize RealEyes RealAllies

Lets stage my death. Tell me who shows up to watch. Because lets face it... some lives have been written up in chalk, and then sometimes the rain comes to wash them all away.

Trying to remember every night is like trying to catch my breath. And the years have taken their toll but I'm still right here. We're bullets in the chamber waiting for the powder and the hammer to kiss.

I love the way Fall feels in my nose. Oranges and yellows, burning leaves, and us always trying to make our way upstream. The world has a funny way of playing tricks on us.

Watch read write scream interact get bigger than all of the stupid stuff your head wraps itself around.