'dad vibes
'dad vibes

tommy imma let u in on a secret
im lit as fuck rn
"And I’ll drink myself to death.
or at least i’ll drink myself to sleep.
Chain smoke my way through the gaps in between
my aspirations and my apathy."
Johnny Hobo and the Freight Trains. (via inhumanated)

Photograph by Mark Morrisroe.

“Mark was an outlaw on every front—sexually, socially, and artistically. He was marked by his dramatic and violent adolescence as a teenage prostitute with a deep distrust and a fierce sense of his uniqueness. I met him in Art School in 1977; he left shit in my mailbox as a gesture of friendship. Limping wildly down the halls in his torn t-shirts, calling himself Mark Dirt, he was Boston’s first punk. He developed into a photographer with a completely distinctive artistic vision and signature. Both his pictures of his lovers, close friends, and objects of desire, and his touching still-lifes of rooms, dead flowers, and dream images stand as timeless fragments of his life, resonating with sexual longing, loneliness, and loss.”Nan Goldin, 1993