Sometimes when I’m feeling a bit sentimental, I go and visit either one of the places we used to hang out in together, or I go and sit by his grave for a bit. There’s something about these places that … Continue reading The nicest thing anyone’s ever done for me.
I remember reading this particular bit of this particular love letter when I was younger and getting all the feels. Beethoven was genius in so many ways, and his words, like his music, just enraptured me. It’s only 3 short … Continue reading Tattoo!
Sometimes I hate myself. I look in the mirror and am appalled by what I see. I see everything that lurks beneath the surface. I see the scars no one else can anymore. I see Trix’s hand on my shoulder … Continue reading Confessions 
I fervently believe that the vast majority of humanity goes throughout their life believing that they possess a singular self. They believe they are something (whatever they define that to be) that consists of a particular set of traits, and … Continue reading Heathen
NOT the movie btw. I fucking hate that movie. I hate most animated movies actually. It’s hard for me to emotionally connect to non-human-like-things… which doesn’t allow me to escape, and kind of defeats the purpose of films to me. … Continue reading Inside Out
My art’s a far fucking cry from that of Edgar Degas. I tried for actual years when I was younger to paint in a similar style. They always say that that’s how you should begin doing any type of fine … Continue reading Degas[p]
I’ve been following Burning Man for years now, and have always been terribly intrigued by it. The stories, atmosphere, and the art have always fascinated me. This^ is probably one of the more famous pieces to come out of it… … Continue reading Burning (Wo)Man