futei:

[image via futei]

‘let’s say you have an identity you don’t even like. but even though you don’t like this identity, someone suddenly comes along and steals it from you. well, it’s more like, you didn’t want this identity, but if they take it away you’ve got nothing. what do you do?’ oh, word. daria.

nevver:

Anything.

If only. Because if I were really nothing, I already would’ve done something that would make me part of nothingness in its entirety. If you get what I mean.

I want to live the rest of my life, however long or short, with as much sweetness as I can decently manage, loving all the people I love, and doing as much as I can of the work I still have to do. I am going to write fire until it comes out of my ears, my eyes, my noseholes—everywhere. Until it’s every breath I breathe. I’m going to go out like a fucking meteor!

(via hateshiploveship)

It’s time to work a little a lot harder.

(via artpixie)

I actually really really hate this. Mostly because I’m always the early/on time one, and am always left waiting for people :/

C’est la vie.

(via ginobambino)

(via hateshiploveship)

emmyc:

let’s do this

WHY ARE JEWISH BOYS SO ATTRACTIVE TO ME

andreimarchadesch:

Birthday mo?! Birthday mo?!

Fete dela Putik!

You guys, ang hirap simutin ng nata and/or sago sa ilalim ng cup. Props to those who can do it! IT’S A SUPER TALENT OK.

I don’t really feel like I want to go to the Collective any more. I mean, there’s always Cubao X and Ronac Art Centre to hang out in, which are infinitely nearer my place and, well, cool. Though I will miss the carrot sticks and bleu cheese at Wingman.

In other news, I haven’t seriously taken any photos recently. Sadness.