tomato ketchup

As soon as I wake up in the morning
I count the hours until we meet
When I’m with you it’s so amazing
I never knew love could taste so sweet
-Infant Sorrow

this would definitely suit me if i was 20lbs lighter.

elizajanethehurricane:

jane.

(via fuckyeadaria)

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susie rocking my favorite laptop sleeve by eley kishimoto.

via.

sirmitchell:

I lick a paw. 

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Robert Montgomery replaces advertisements with his own social commentary. His latest work can be found popping up around Istanbul. 

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sometimes, it just feels right to step out of the picture and see things from afar. 

See how things would continue to move at clockwork pace without distraction and see people live their lives like any normal day and then realize how insignificant you are to the world, just like a speck of dust.

PETER PAN

second star to the right
and straight on til morning
a shadow of the night 
heard my heart calling

in this forlorn solitude
he has found me 
a boy who never grew 
heard this heart’s sad story

with a sprinkle of pixie dust 
and a lil bit of faith and trust
he taught this unhappy soul
to believe in happy thoughts once more

in never land we shall fly 
to never land we shall go
in never land we will always be 
together forever more

Barely being able to breathe, i hoist my self up from another writer’s pool of imagination. Dripping wet with all the creativity of his spectacular compositions, I dry my self from his flowery words that cling to my skin like white musk, alluring my senses to surrender to their wisdom.

I constantly find my self bathing in waters of the mind’s eye, but never of my own. I take pleasure in filling my head with THEIR lakes of thoughts, THEIR streams of philosophies and THEIR vast oceans of babbles on existence, as if what they wrote mattered more than what I believed in.

I plunge deeper and deeper to search for truths and find meaning to understand life’s entirety. Then I find my self drowning, I try to paddle back up to the surface but I get dragged back into the abyss… choking on heavy waters pounding on my frail thoughts, filling up my head with twisted realities and finally extinguishing the fire within me.

Down
Down
Down
Into perilous darkness, I sink.

This how my Maximus will look like someday. Bernie Kosar the beagle from “I am Number 4”

Reunited with my first love: books