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i love you dave grohl. you are my hero.
i LOVE oyu kryss for finding this!
(via sparrow-medicine)
you know what sucks? seeing someone follow you who completely cut you out of their life, then this little act of following is a slap in the face “just kidding you can’t be mad at me, hahaha okay. i haven’t talked to you in a long ass time, never replied to your messages, or ever replied to anything, but i expect you to be happy with this.” ahhh fuck you.
i’m learning. every day. my colors shift.
from pure black to gray.
to burnt sienna,
to the brown in a cheetahs spot.
to a bamboo green,
to grass,
to the milky white skyes on a beautiful grey day.
to the gorgeous sees of the bahamas. mmmm.
to burnt orange,
to bright orange,
to tanager.
very rarely, almost never, to yellow.
by god do i cling to the yellow.
i live for me and nobody else.
i am the source of my own happiness and damnit i’m going to find myself today.
i’ll find my favorite shade and wear it proudly.
i am a factory of colors.
some are not pretty.
i live for the bright yellows and vibrant blues.
i will live witht he ugly to make the beautiful.
right now, those colors belong to me and nobody else.
if you want to make colors with me…
wash your damn hands.
this is one of my favorites.
sharpie fo youuu
a different form of artwork.
old man tabacco!
technicolor is my thang. this is my spirit animal.
i got this idea at our place of zen,
the point.
my first pastel.
