Bikes, Guitars, Surfing, Metal and other shit.
Jokes about Dorian Gray never get old.

grotesquezombie:

Can’t wait for this album.

New Beyond Creation, Holyfucking shit.

AHH THE NECK FOR THE BUILD ARRIVED. MANY EXCITE.

What my day has looked like

Firstly, i had a retinopathy. which means crazy dilated pupils. So i look completely fucked.

Secondly, got the violin out. Nothing unusual, but i’ve been playing folk music pretty much exclusively the last year, so it was weird to actually play some pieces off of the music.

College Major Stereotypes:

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Choaked at Theater

Excuse you

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I DIED AT MUSIC

Geography:

destroytheremained:

stefanoginella:

"I like punk rock and skateboarding."
"Wrong and wrong"

Pretty much sums it up!

destroytheremained:

stefanoginella:

"I like punk rock and skateboarding."

"Wrong and wrong"

Pretty much sums it up!

starfucked:

Josefine Jonsson photography & retouch

My friend once told me
she liked this guy because of his hands
And I found it absurd that anyone
would develop feelings over one feature,
and not care about the rest

It wasn’t until you used your hands
to cup the back of my neck the first time we kissed
and I could feel your firm grasp pull me closer,
and my insides exploded
and my head buzzed with bliss.

And the first night you slept over,
you fell asleep with your hand
laid over my stomach
and your fingers felt like a fire
that I didn’t mind burning my skin.

The first time we got drunk,
was the first time you played with my hair,
and my god I was hooked,
I’d drink forever if it meant you’d never stop.

And in public you’d hold my hand,
and rub your thumb in little circles
that left me wanting you more,
no matter what you would never let me go,
I was glued to you,
and I honestly didn’t mind

When we talked about breaking up,
you saw my lips quiver with fear,
and you brushed over my lips with your fingers
before pulling me into your lap
and you kissed me like never before.
With your hands on my hips
pulling me so close to you,
leaving no space in between us.
It was then I realized I never wanted you to go

Its now that,
I finally understand why hands
were the only feature that mattered

Hands: Carol Shlyakhova (via paigechanel4)
chirosangaku:

Photo of the Day: Margus Riga | BIKE Magazine
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BSC Flatlines
grenade187:

Daniel Lanz. Sursee, Switzerland.

grenade187:

Daniel Lanz. Sursee, Switzerland.

shadowedhorizons:

Peaty ripping the open section at Meribel
Photo:parisgore

shadowedhorizons:

Peaty ripping the open section at Meribel

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Paul Genovese proving that old school tricks still look radPhoto:wolisphoto

shadowedhorizons:

Paul Genovese proving that old school tricks still look rad
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