I am way over dwelling on last year honestly, fuck it, it's March now, but nothing personal @ all the blinding moments of bright I experienced nonetheless. I learned more about myself and what matters to me and how to be better and I'm still learning and I'm not about to promise I'm near to where I wish I was but it feels better than it has in a long time. I hope I don't ever sink like that again man, shout-out friends and family for being enough always. I'm not captioning these. In my head this is like a time capsule, like all the shit in here is proof I lived all twelve months of 2016 but right now that's the best I can do for it. 48 frames minus whatever number didn't turn out or showed something you don't get to see. Isn't it amazing that even in the best of it when I couldn't be bothered to document, like, now it's just a weird empty time missing from my life. Say hi sometime. Miss you.
