folktrash: When you bleed on a snare; it’s yours.
folktrash: About to start.
folktrash: Getting close. GAH
folktrash: My dad and @mmccollum62 made Christmas. 😢
folktrash: I did my best.
folktrash: Too. Much. OfferUp.
folktrash: Two times the sad. Still smells good tho.
folktrash: Here it is.
folktrash: Hope
folktrash: #omg
folktrash: My friend @mobius_jones got me a harmonica. And it was the sweetest thing. ❤️
folktrash: Somewhere between tragedy and the sun.
folktrash: Cleansing
folktrash: pocket
folktrash: Crying while eating doesn’t make the cookie taste worse, but it does make it harder to eat.
folktrash: May we present, Chairface.
folktrash: Photo
folktrash: I got cute toes.
folktrash: New tattoo.
folktrash: Rider.
folktrash: Another building. Another corner.
folktrash: Back in #SLU
folktrash: Moon 505. Maybe you be gentle.
folktrash: By the light of day.
folktrash: Don’t tell me what to do.
folktrash: As long as you get there.
folktrash: Photo
folktrash: Donating platelets.
folktrash: Photo
folktrash: Another poor photo of the beautiful snow this Christmas Eve.