PHOTOCOPIER.

i drink, smoke and eat too much, yet i never seem to get anywhere. i feel stupid.

i’m desperate to confess.

I like to pump bjork in my house when no-one’s around. They don’t necessarily have to be aware of this.

Things that can never be found missing in my fridge (huh, oxymoron): film, fizzy water, oranges, mustard, ham.

I need some time to unwind, unzip, decompress, and take pictures.

oh my god, i hate you.

I want to take a trip to the woods. Catch my drift.

Tastes of life I can’t really afford to savour anymore.

Life can actually turn out to be da shit.

I cry more often now.