*Starbuck*:
Portland Gothic, with Pug
*Starbuck*:
HENRY ROLLINS, PEOPLE. I asked Henry to pretend that he loved me for a photo. He said, "Who's pretending? I do love you!" And I can now die happy.
*Starbuck*:
tulips aren't necessarily a great smelling flower, but what the hell
*Starbuck*:
it's my four year flickrversary!
*Starbuck*:
what Patrick misses when he's in the shower
*Starbuck*:
try as she might, some people aren't able to lure their fairy godmother
*Starbuck*:
calm before the storm
*Starbuck*:
kiss off
*Starbuck*:
me and my peep
*Starbuck*:
mystery film...solved!
*Starbuck*:
job hunting and bored in Portland.
*Starbuck*:
truth: always uglier, but always funny
*Starbuck*:
Bliss...Interrupted
*Starbuck*:
stripped
*Starbuck*:
I am feeling better...there's no better way to put it.
*Starbuck*:
I can't tell where this birthday ends
*Starbuck*:
my time here grows shorter by the minute...
*Starbuck*:
it's my 3 year flickrversary!
*Starbuck*:
breathe out
*Starbuck*:
Me and The Proclaimers!!! *yes, I told them I'd always fantasized about twins*
*Starbuck*:
allow me to reintroduce myself
*Starbuck*:
high school revisited
*Starbuck*:
I need to remember sometimes...
*Starbuck*:
return of the fly
*Starbuck*:
I want them if they want me...
*Starbuck*:
outtake
*Starbuck*:
me waving as I take off in the pimp-mobile
*Starbuck*:
my new tattoo
*Starbuck*:
the new ink...designed by Mat Clarke
*Starbuck*:
this sucked to shoot
