Vans.

Off the Wall.

This is just a shot of my Feather vans. I am shooting Bethan tomorrow, should be really goooood! Can't wait.

I am so so tired, like exhausted, It's getting dark now so I should go to sleep (well, it's seven o'clock so that's debateable.) I need a cigarette and a one way flight to Paris and a cute hotel, and for my cat to not mind being walked on a leash, or air travel. Sigh.

Feel sick because no one gives a fuck about me, i feel like nothing so often it's ridicule.