And...publish.

The more I think about this blog, the more I think about how unnecessary it is in my life and in anyone's life. It is an afterthought. It aspires to achieve nothing and it fulfills even less. It is flotsam in the universe of interwebs.

Yet it continues. Possibly analogous to my existence.

So, did you see these sandwiches?
Want.

The Killing

The fact that I'm utterly fascinated by music videos depicting murder scenes is telling. Or just completely effed up. I suppose visual storytelling without dialogue speaks to me. Especially those depraved stories. It's doubly riveting when I'm already a fan of the music.

Δ - Breezeblocks

Blood Orange - I'm Sorry We Lied

Hot Bodies in Motion - Old Habits

Blue-eyed soul

She's skin and bones, isn't she?
Skin, bones, and lungs.

The power of ginger