This was a man, dressed as a plant, making pigeon noises at people walking by. I said hello, asked if it was okay to take his picture, and then asked why he was dressed as a plant. He said, “I’m just working through some stuff. Thank you for asking. No ones asked yet.”
I’ve been dealing with stuff the wrong way.
(via thetwintowners)
When all machinery is failing we’ll compensate with our teeth. When we can trust the drugs or buildings, take the staples out of our feet. When all the trees are reaching for us, rooting up inside our bodies. If we run and hit a hurdle then we’ll just deer leap over. We stack bricks but walls don’t always mean a place to live. We’re earthworms dried on concrete, celebrating side streets. We’re brave enough. Taking our chances with centuries-old devices. Taking our chances with moments-old ideas. Strength enough to walk away from it. Smart enough to know I’m over it. Old enough to be concerned about health but young enough to know that I am well. (We can’t change this place the way it changes us. Our dream’s too big to break.) Let’s hope that this works out. This has got to work out.
I got to say. I’m really into SOTC…
And The wander. The urge to cosplay him is strong.
(via the-death-of-zan)
Death Grips // Get Got
(via dragonite-xvx)
(via dragonite-xvx)
(via congressionalwombat)
Once I sink my teeth
Your skin’s not so tough
I’ll leave a tiny cut
There’ll be a lot of blood
But once you wipe it up
You will feel better about our entire situationYou were my light, no need to hide
You were my clock, keep me on time
You were my angel, you were my crime
I’ll serve this sentence the rest of my lifeThe Front Bottoms - Peach
AHHHHHHHHHH
BUT WHY IS NOBODY TALKING ABOUT BOB SAGETS TWEETS HE IS 56 YEARS OLD.
(via keepyourtittiescontained)
