Two friends, 365 days.
sometimes the evening light can give a miserable day new life
all things solved with food (frankenstein/5150)
the first time i decorated a pie it looked like this.
party in astoria
a birthday party for a grown up
instead of accepting a friend’s invite to go out this day, i stayed home to nurse a cold, clean my apartment, and make dough for kabocha cinnamon rolls. we lost that friend 2 nights later. looking at this dough is hard.
something about this makes my heart ache.
back and forth
when your father is a fisherman your swing looks like this.
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