My name is Ellar, and I am self exposed. Mingling, and searching. He is where ever he is standing. And his next step, he doesn’t know. But he often enjoys thinking he knows. But the party never started. —Indicator Shaw
Things in bars that people do when no one wants to talk you you
Sergio Albiac, Unreleased Thoughts, 2011
A picture in 365 slices. Each slice is one day of the year.
wow… amazing
(via fearnottheantichrist)
I’ve slipped into a craze these days,
every fucking second we blaze, just to perpetuate the haze.
I’ve never been much these club scenes, I don’t really know what dub means.
I’m not a lyrical genius, but can’t you see I really mean this?

