Good bye Facebook, I won’t miss you.

Facebook is like high school, like it’s this peer pressure driven tiny microcosm of judgemental bias based on blurbs (What are you doing right now????), snippets of pictures, fragmented lists, strange quizzes and pokes… We are all much more than these slapped together little profiles. Here’s the way I look at it. The people that …

He’s A Good Cop. On A Big Bike. On A Bad Road

I’m in that wonderful place that is neither here or there, neither sad or happy. I’m trying to feel something and I’m devoid of real emotion. I hate it here, when I can’t feel myself feel. Fuck it. I’ll just ride this out, let it take me where it will. It’s times like this that …