derecksayz:
It really breaks my heart that I wont see my best friend for the next three years. I’ve never met someone as kind hearted and smart as he is. He’d give the shirt off his back if someone needed it that bad. We’ve been through so much together. Good times and bad. These passed four years have been the best years of my life. I wish I could think of something meaning to tell him before he leaves but the only thing I could think of was to take care and that I loved em like a brother and that I’d be there when he got back. It’s hard to say goodbye to someone you really care about. It really sucks.
I’m sorry but I honestly thought this was a picture of Michael J. Fox
1:13 am • 20 May 2013 • 4 notes
likeafieldmouse:
Amy Stein - Domesticated (2008)
Artist’s statement:
“Within these scenes I explore our paradoxical relationship with the wild and how our conflicting impulses continue to evolve and alter the behavior of both humans and animals. We at once seek connection with the mystery and freedom of the natural world, yet we continually strive to tame the wild around us and compulsively control the wild within our own nature. Within my work I examine the primal issues of comfort and fear, dependence and determination, submission and dominance that play out in the physical and psychological encounters between man and the natural world. Increasingly, these encounters take place within the artificial ecotones we have constructed that act as both passage and barrier between domestic space and the wild.”
(via 365yearcold)
10:41 pm • 19 May 2013 • 3,151 notes
So my band was on tour with Daylight this past week. It was pretty cool, and also pretty fucked up.
Started out with me getting a speeding ticket on the way to pickering. that sucked. st. catharines was alright, decent turnout but I don’t like being in that dumpster town.
Wednesday we played in Toronto and on the way we got stuck in traffic for an hour and a half because literally right in front of us there was a man standing on the bridge threatening to jump. so everyone is out of their cars on the highway and stuff and im like fucking awesome, im going to see someone die today. nearly 2 hours later, police talked him back over the railing.
Then coming home from Toronto we stop at mcdonalds and everyone went inside to get food, but I don’t eat that shit so I sat in the car and this van pulls up beside me and the dude in the drivers seat fucking pulls out a needle, ties off his arm, prepares heroin with his lighter and shoots up. im like ok well…this fucker is going to drive away soon so i better call the cops. so I call 911 saying this guy is shooting heroin and driving, gave them all the info and license plate and shit, then we left. don’t know what happened to him.
Thursday we played in London. The show sucked.
Friday we left for Ottawa and it took like 7 hours to get there because of long weekend traffic. The show was cool though, and I like my Ottawa friends. Daylight dudes are awesome too.
Left from ottawa at 2am, GPS took us the wrong way so the whole drive took us 2 houyrs longer than it should have. 2 hours in TP tries to throw something out the window but didnt unroll it all the way and fucking shatters the car window (moms car). we pull over, dont have a garbage bag or anything to tape it up so we pull out our merch box from the trailer and we’re all wearing our own sweaters because the window is broken and its FREEZING for the next 2 hours. then, because we are on a back route and not on the 401, we almost run out of gas because nothing is open and its 5am. so we finally find gas in some town called “tweed” and we get a garbage bag and tape up the window and we got back to pickering by 7, unloaded all our gear, and then had to return the trailer.
Got home by 8am, slept until 3, stayed up until 6, then slept until 3:30.
3:48 pm • 19 May 2013 • 6 notes
