Calistyle… far stretch from ol’ smAlbany
the centr.
love thy neighbor. just don’t get caught ;)
National Centre of the performing arts China AKA my future pad.
(via lickystickypickywe)
every time i think of our drug-fueled past together, my heart races…and I am aware of how wrong it was, but it just feels so goddamn good.
“ the reason why so few of us ever act, instead of react, is because we are continually stifling our deepest impulses.
henry miller
My Heroin.
In a way a drug’s like an old friend, sometimes even a special girl. You start off with a playful, new relationship, discovering things about eachother as time progresses. Then at a certain point, things can either get ugly or simply end once you don’t find a use for it anymore..So you move onto that next drug, looking to find something greater perhaps, or you find something to keep your mind off that drug because you itch for that comfort so much; sometimes it can even feel like you’re trapped under water with no air. It’s funny to me how much you learn from drugs if your mind’s over the matter…
straight up, my happy place
It’s funny what some people will do, more closely related to how differently they’ll act, when you or somebody’s not around. I guess some people will take peer acceptance wherever they can find it. It’s a little pathetic when you think about it..
The time ive spent in this untarnished frontier makes me think about the way the world i live in used to be. The more civilized areas almost seem like a virus in this big open, soaking up its resources until expansion is necessary. I’ll enjoy this landscape while I can.
