There ain’t no future in this.
Valette Keller.

There ain’t no future in this.

Valette Keller.

A gray snowflake sifting down. He caught it in his hand and watched it expire there like the last host of christendom.
Thru butdoesitfloat.

A gray snowflake sifting down. He caught it in his hand and watched it expire there like the last host of christendom.

Thru butdoesitfloat.

Staring at the ceiling.

Staring at the ceiling.

10AM

10AM