carpeted room

cloud diary, maybe it is too late, but you look beautiful.

copp juneau and carol

copp and skullfish

crying, apologizing

desire the horse, depression the cart

he likes trees. he likes to hug trees.

 i remember the day rose died.her empty bed.sleeping on her floor.

 i wanted to stay, but all i could see were her crumbs she couldn't see, her artificial sweetener packets, the liquid morphine that did nothing for me.

 juneau talks to carol

juneau talks to copp in the water

 juneau likes to be pictured

 i been released

 no reply to gabriel

there's no time