Letters from May V2

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Letters from May

I’ve decided to start something new. For all of you who are interested, you’ll have to look no further than above to find me.

I guess this is goodbye, for now.

One word.

Quit.

Fuck Palouse.

Birdie, birdie, birdie. Thought I saw glimpses of you last week, but it wasn’t you.
Still trying to believe.

Recovery mode on.

Hello Helicopter, Are You Here To Stay?

Everytime I ride by that place, I blow it a kiss.

I wish there were more than 24 hours in a day.

Sleepy.

Now that’s a thought.

Although right now, all I want is for my friends to come back because I miss them like hell. Val’s back tomorrow so hurrah. June will be here in a few weeks, hopefully we can have our beach getaway. I do need a holiday of some sorts.

It would be nice… eventually. Just not now, I reckon. Next year, next year.

Tan Hong Ming FTW!

Love, love, kiss, kiss.

Photo by Bum Ariffin.

Happiness comes in the form of a fixie. I’ve been riding the last two days. Ferociously.

BEST TIME OF MY LIFE, BY FAR.
Go my Vigo to go, Crank Arm Steady, baby.

Carry Me Home.

Hey Birdie, I’ve been thinking about you recently. I wonder how you’ve been doing.
Do you miss me? I miss you.

Your eyes are like sea glass, so weathered and worn
From all they’ve seen of adolescence torn
The lovers who have tainted you, they pulled you into the night
They touched your skin with velvet gloves and made you feel alive

Mmmm.

Where’s my beautifully imperfect something gone to?