i turn around and he's laying there preternaturally still, waiting for me to notice how beautiful he looks in the snow in the sun, how blissful he feels.

oh he knows full well.

giotto.

how can i be sure, in a world that's constantly changing.

i'll be lovin' you, all ways.

livin' just enough, just enough, for the city.

siren song

the church of hard rocks

i want copp to swim with a dolphin.

this perfect world, so perfectly fucked.