that shit that makes your soul burn slow. kinda says it all doesn't it. it was vulgar, it was childish, the beat was actually kinda bad, but i'll be damned if souls didn't burn slow in the wake of ether. as i write this,
Pretty self-explanatory to be honest. Here's four photos I happened to take during the past two weeks.
I'm looking at two songs I picked at random from my Replay 2025 playlist on Apple Music
Oh damn. Anywho let's go Mr. Cardamom. That's a fire nickname like y'all remember when Christopher Daniels was Curry Man?
Mostly Tribeca.
-the past two decades seem to be defined by the search for authenticity. probably moreso post covid. the k graph or whatever the fuck it’s called is probably the defining image of this era. you have pure(as much as i hate this term) slop on one end and
Been slacking with the photography to be honest.
Something light. Maybe heavy in places. Like a fresh mozzarella slice.
for all intents and purposes i’m abandoning the ig because im kind of sick of it as a platform. kinda useless if you don’t do video content and i don’t care for that type of thing for various reasons. so i’m posting the best photos from
Bruce Lee was on some bullshit
idk imagine there's some drums or something. maybe a horn of some kind?
Instagram is primarily a video based platform now and for the most part I hate video content so I'm moving most of the photos and poetry stuff here. These are three standouts.