L.A. DECAY

the worlds most tortured soul (me) finally got a break. in LA for the week. i’m trying not to get too attached. walked around beverly hills the same way i walk around park slope hoping someone will come out of the beautiful houses and be my best friend and pay off my student loans and help me be beautiful and clean just like everyone else here. all that happens is the usual; i pet a few dogs, lie about where i live around the corner. maybe it’s fucked up but sometimes a little delusion eases the mind you know???