old roots

all the aching muscles and the hunger in my belly were bad enough, and the surroundant dark rocks, the fact that there is nothing there to soothe you with kisses and soft words, but just to be sitting there meditating and praying for the world with another earnest young man--'twere good enough to have been born just to die, as we all are.

new move

alex drinks


best couple

i broke my camera. got a new one