just moseying around
Today is walk alone and talk to no one day. Feels kind of weird after seeing this guy who is on a high from sniffing glue, all alone and talking to no one.
The second floor of an old decrepit building as seen through a hole in the wall of another decrepit building I was standing in, ravaged by that super typhoon and will probably never get repaired. These were big colonial houses during their prime, but are now nothing more than a pile of lumber being held together by rusty nails.
do not disturb, I’m busy
flowers for Jhadine
the balloon man must have been up all night.