Steve. SLEEP. Eating. My killer boot collection. Dancing. People watching. Deep thoughts. Black eyeliner. Great sex. Chillin' with the homies. Laughing. Cigarette lights. Finding money. Getting away with shit. Going out. Polaroid snaps. The boob tube. Shannyn Sossamon. Various vices.
People with vices.
the Arcade Fire, Autolux, Bloc Party, Broken Social Scene, Clinic, David Bowie, Death From Above 1979, Denali, Fleetwood Mac, Gang of Four, Goldfrapp, the Greenhornes, Heart, Jesus and Mary Chain, the Make Up, M.I.A., Midnight Movies, Nick Drake, the Notwist, Pharcyde, Pulp, Stephen Malkmus & the Jicks, Wire, Xiu Xiu, the Zombies.
*Insert a never ending list that will make me sound like a pretentious film student*.
I can't help but have exquisite taste.
I shot my television the other day.
Anything by Stephen King, Bret Easton Ellis, and Irvine Welsh.
The holy trinity: Mom, Dad, and Steve.