i used to love that dress.

i used to visit petco whenever i was in union square and had time to spend, just to go look at the cats that were up for adoption.

my roommate from the past two years, and her first time ever in burger king, somewhere in long island, ashamed.

shells and shadows.

my roommate last year and i… we made friends with the guys across the hall because we couldn’t put this together. it took 3 people, a first aid kit, introductions and some real blood and tears.

i used to work at a japanese restaurant. chef mark used to call me “debby does dallas,” the title of a porno he had apparently seen.

i used to love this picture.

“Mayor Bloomberg stole my vending table,” the artists protested.

and then there were those days..

this sums up a very few broken bits and pieces of my life from the past two years, but each picture has a story. all i know is i just want more film. these are the only pictures i have to show, only because i can’t afford to buy more film. so i’ve left these waiting in a box.

i am out of my mind. out of this world. into my soul. losing control.