the devil is in your details
Questioning Ever After

Are getting further or are we boiling over-

face down in the mud searching for our lucky clover?

Can we get it unstuck or lost spinning our tires-

burning down the bridges or putting out the fires?

epiphanes - questioning ever after

We Write Our Own

I once believed in destined fate
put my trust inside my faith
Searching for The path in vain
climbed the mountain
missed the train

Came home to find the note you left
at long last entropy passions theft
the answer scrawled so plain to see
it’s truth (my folly) dawning over me

epiphanes - we write our own (original)
Titty Bar (#clockworkorange #tap #awesome #2014 #summer #shananigans #toronto ) (at The Central)

Titty Bar (#clockworkorange #tap #awesome #2014 #summer #shananigans #toronto ) (at The Central)

An expert explains.

harvest-bound cuties (#harvestfest #2014 #endofsummer #friends #crew #shananigans #nofilter #best) (at USS Shananagins)

harvest-bound cuties (#harvestfest #2014 #endofsummer #friends #crew #shananigans #nofilter #best) (at USS Shananagins)

croutoncat:

i have hit rock bottom and its only tuesday

how could you (original 2001)

how could you (original 2001)

how could you ask a flame not to dance?
a fate lacking motion
was simply not foretold
when stars imprinted their destinies upon such a brow

the feigned layer of frost
melts thinner as the baloonman creeps
ever closer
drawing a close to a page
that you inevitably toss aside
amidst layers of crumpled pages much the same
as I

obversely wreath my version in the stem of a withered Rose

unedited

unabridged

cherished

in what is to be a favored chapter
of an anthology of solitude

how could you - epiphanes (2014 edit)
Now the blow’s been softened,
since the air we breathe’s our coffin.
Well now the blow’s been softened,
since the ocean is our coffin.
Often times you know our laughter
is your coffin ever after.
And you know the blow’s been softened,
since the world is our coffin.
Well now the blow’s been softened
since we are our own damn coffins.
Well everybody’s talkin’ about their short lists.
Everybody’s talkin’ about death.
satin in a coffin - modest mouse

Remember when you lost your shit and
drove the car into the garden?
You got out and said I’m sorry
to the vines and no one saw it

a discussion on sexual orientation
me: *explaining various sexual orientations to a classmate*
classmate: wait, what's polyamory?
me: well, it's when someone has more than one intimate relationship at a time with the knowledge and consent of everyone involved.
professor: *overhears from front of class*
professor: that is d i s g u s t i n g
me: *defensively* um, actually, no it's--
professor: how DARE they put a greek prefix on a latin root like that?! What right do they have to decimate my beautiful antiquated languages?!?! GREEK AND LATIN DO NOT FRATERNIZE THIS IS LIKE THAT STUPID ROMANTIC SUBPLOT BETWEEN THAT DWARF AND THAT ELF IN THE DESOLATION OF SMAUG NO NO NO NO NO NO!!!
me: ....
me: ....
me: ....
professor: it should be polyerosy
You know what sucks about trance?NOTHING!!!

You know what sucks about trance?


NOTHING!!!

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asylum-art:

Hernàn Chavar Natura Umana

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Hernan Chavar was born in Buenos Aires in 1979, attended the Art Institute and the Academy of  Macerata.


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Hyper Realistic Pencil Drawings by Jono Dry

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South African artist Jono Dry creates awesome large-scale pencil drawings, many of which are a beautiful blend of photorealistic style and surrealistic subject matter. A completely self-taught and very meticulous artist, Jono sometimes spends months on a single piece in order to achieve such an astonishing level of detail.