Dabbler, epistemophile, urban decay enthusiast, and primate.
I have a simple heart and strange thoughts.
I like food, sunrises, beer, music, revelry, philosophy, madness, plants, strategy, sharing, manual labor, and things i don't understand.
Weird things happen to me on a daily basis.
Every day, i work on killing myself so well that i never come back again. One day i'll succeed.
It is very strange to think I made this three years ago, and to think all of that was 3 years ago.
I sort of feel like I’ve been just killing time since then.
Im not afraid to be vulnerable and that is courageous in a world that demands you be airbrushed into perfection 24/7
Lao Tzu (via purplebuddhaproject)
When did I become bitter and sarcastic?
This is a new development. I will get to the bottom of that.