Hands are so black from drawing with charcoal while listening to music. It’s very cathartic.
Charcoal.
*flipspage* Lets go.
(Source: sexxx-on-legs, via cest-la-morte)
Hands are so black from drawing with charcoal while listening to music. It’s very cathartic.
Charcoal.
We originally met so he could repay me for the $195 cab fair I put on my credit card for Rob’s bachelor party, but then things got interesting. I showed him my screenplay, and we started talking about the future of his production company. By next spring we’ll be shooting a feature length film in Connecticut. I’ll be getting paid to do what I love, and I’ll get to go out of state for a season or two. I absolutely cannot wait.
Had lunch with a friend of mine today.
"Are you aware that when you speak to different people (via text) you almost become different people? I think it’s because you’re a writer and you know how to change the way you convey your message depending on which audience you are addressing."
- A Very Good Friend
*flipspage* Lets go.
(Source: sexxx-on-legs, via cest-la-morte)
I check iTunes movie trailers more religiously than I do my Facebook.
Nothing like getting your ID run by the police during an eleven mile bike ride.
Watch as Joe silently and slowly slips back into the world of film and fiction. Observing, but rarely interacting.
Falling asleep in a room with scattered clothes, reels of film, papers, pens, and half-empty coffee cups. They keep me company in my world of dreams.
Finally. Sleep comes.
Us declaring sanctuary on the church steps being too drunk to drive home.
I love this man more than words can say. #dad #family #djing #wedding #music #photography #me
Backstage Bitches. #acting #actors #theatre #me #friends #dressingroom #thekingtalks!!!!! #onceuponamattress (at Daytona Playhouse)
Hell yeah.
Writing more and more.
I’m thinking about my dad’s birthday last year. It’s on march 9th, and he had a few dozen friends take a limo ride to go eat out of town and drink. Well the driver got lost and he called the place and said they’re not showing up. And the manager said, “So you want me to take the decorations down I guess?” I felt so bad for them last year when I heard that. Imagine that store losing money, stocking up and preparing for an event that didn’t even happen. My heart sinks.
Oddly enough, I haven’t had one drink tonight. This is sober me. I guess that’s why I pretend to not care that much. It hurts to care. Idk. Random thoughts.
I can’t go to sleep.
Stuck at work on st patties day. Well at least I turn 21 on Tuesday.
Dinnerrrrrrr. Love my cast members.
