Gave the bunny some of that 40’s curl.
There have been several times- a handful of times, even- in my life, when my situation has granted me a crystalline view of what was coming. Always when it was bad news. And always when in pursuit of my goals.
The metaphorical train-coming-my-way, basically.
For some reason I always enjoy that. I’m not going to change course to avoid it, and I don’t think it’s even possible?
I guess what I’m trying to say is that I see this coming. Oh yes. I see it coming. It’s going to go one of two ways, and it’s going to be bad either way. I know this is coming.
All I ever say I never say it loud
But it’s like I’m really waiting for a bigger fight
All I ever feel I want to spit it out
And it’s like I’m really dying for a little light
Sometimes it feels
The more you want and want it
You get caught and forget it’s never real
Sometimes I know
I know the miles get old
We get caught and forget it’s never real
Hello, goodbye
See and touch think and know
Feel forget breathe now because
Something has gone wrong here
I said
My friend
The space I’m in is fading
One more punch will do me in
Do it for the win
What is wrong?
You’ve come this far now take it
One more kick and I’ll be done
Kick me have your fun
1 2 3 4 I know the score
5 6 7 8 hear what I say
What just happened on my art tumblr?
GOT THE BIG ART JOB I REALLY WANTED.
GAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHH





L is for Licentious, kids.
(Source: chocouture, via captain-habit)
(via captain-habit)
I CAN NOT PLAY THIS SOON ENOUGH
The Conet Project - Recordings of Shortwave Numbers Stations 
One of the creepiest things ever, because it’s real.
That is pretty difficult to narrow down, Michael. Oh wow.
Two trips to Baja, quite a lot of adventures scattered around the country, working for my dad doing make up effects, the Comic Cons- each supplying a myriad of hilarious shenanigans…
I would have to say it’s either the incident with the doorless shower in Mexico or the time my friend and I wandered through Pacific Beach looking for a friend’s house when all we knew was that he lived in PB by the boardwalk- and then found it.
Banana, watermelon, apple, grape, orange, strawberry! You can actually do it like this and get a more accurate picture:
Favorite- bananawatermelonapplegrape
Indifferent- orange
Dislike- strawberry
There is no one, in fact, Mystery Anon!
Even if I were of the homicidal sort, I generally don’t hate anyone- there is a lot of room for forgiveness in here. If you are enough of a fuckwad, I just won’t have anything to do with ya. I think I have a pretty good system. C:
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