Monroe. Male. 20. Coffee, cigarettes, poetry, cats, welding, marijuana, physics and chemistry, indie films, getting lost in the stars, tattoos, floating in the ocean, long car rides, climbing trees, Frida Kahlo, bass drops, spontaneous camping, owls, gray hoodies, autumn nights, starry Decembers, duct tape and tools, sailboats and pirate ships, the forest, torn shoes, faded jeans, practically prepared, too many doctors visits, flannel shirts, wanderlust, late nights, darkness and light, shadows and infinity and people you Love.
Who are You?
And fuck am i old. I need to outfit my board so it’s more suited for longboarding because shit, those drop-in’s were gnarly, like my wheels are so not shock-absorbent enough for my old man knees. If i could just cruise like a boss i’d be satisfied.
