Brooklyn, NY | Santa Monica, CA
Also known as: jasonshill
If you catch me after I've gotten off the phone with my grandparents, you might realize that I'm not from around here. Maybe that's why I dance in the subway while the rest of the metro-boulot-dodo world can't even muster the energy to roll their eyes; even if I'm not from here, I'm elated to know that I've come home. One wall in my room is the color of an eggplant, another an equally solid blue; they're to complement a painting by a girl with devil-horns for eyebrows. I have a weakness for them you know, pretty girls, that is; and particularly for making them dinner in my too-narrow kitchen. I compensate for my shyness with a practiced gregariousness; the truly kind forgive the act while enjoying the antics.
