Honestly I feel no one cares about my work, invisible as my own life.
Have fun going about your lives and doing your things..I guess I'll be moving states, to Cali or Colorado..to be a grower I assume..the government pays good for medical mary jane growers, and like I've got anything to lose..
I've been working a deadend job,
Sitting on my ass playing computer games,
Petting Cats,
Not a photo in sight, because when someone left me..I gave up on photography.
Maybe she was my light, my inspiration..but who knows..fuck it. Fuck it right now..
Like anyone but maybe one person..perhaps two care..no one texts, calls, leaves a message. This