4th

this may have been my old neighborhood, before i got kicked out

tea's mom wouldn't leave for work until 7:30 so we'd loiter somewhere
until she'd leave so we could sleep all day

dork

this was sammy's car, i hated sam, sam hated me 

i took many busrides to and from the train station to go see tea,
she lived so far away

at my dads shop

my dad at work and his friend Mitch

i like older mercedes, i thought the window looked cool with all
the paint

my dad once told me he thought about killing himself under a lift and
making it look like an accident, his relationship with my mother
was falling apart for many years, but finally did after 21
 he thought we'd be better off without him
and with the life insurance money

i hate on teen suicide cause they suck now but this always makes me
think of the song 'xxxxxxx' which i have a tattoo of

i gave tea a tattoo that day i think, or maybe she gave me one, we listened
to matsuri

she went over my 'bummer' tattoo on my foot

tea would have her first anxiety attack in front of me that night
we sat shivering outside because she needed air

such a sweet person

ink exploded in her bag and got everything all mucky

calm before the storm i guess, i believe i wrote the lyrics
'no one's gonna look at me the way you do'
based on this picture

i went to tea's house late on a friday and she didn't want to wake up her mom,
(who was abusive and irrational) so we stayed outside all night until i got annoyed
at how afraid tea was of her moms irrational ass, i should have understood
i was finishing off the roll with a dumb picture
later this night we were asleep on a bench when the police woke us up
because someone thought her and i were collectively one homeless person
i will never understand why people call the police on others for sleeping
or for being homeless, nosy fucking yuppy home owners

This is the fourth roll of film i shot, i believe it was january/february of 2016 which makes it a year ago, tea was giving me stupid stick and pokes at the time and i had just moved in to my dads place and he was single and dating so he wasn't around too often, we had a lot of time to just be

she was so afraid i was going to leave her after she had that anxiety attack

it was bad

we both struggle with mental health, we've both held each other down from hitting things and wiped many tears from half conscious faces

i don't know what i'd do without tea in my life, i'm a piece of shit and i take her for granted, there's a lot i can blame on illness but there's also a lot that i can't

she should have left me a long time ago, we're in it for the long run though

we plan on moving to philadelphia so i can do music and she can become a tattoo artist

from stick and pokes to the actual thing, i'm so proud of her, her art is fucking incredible,

she just did a t-shirt design for open mike eagle