Can I have one too??
IRBM
Ahhh, my teenage life. It’s scary when I think back on it, how closely it resembles dear Franky. Unsettling.
(Source: alittlestyle)
A SOLID 10 minute cry lasting after the episode.
Cried like a baby last night at Skins. Why? Just why? :’(
Another one, this one clearly from reference as opposed to memory, and though there’s a slight jump in the quality of presentation, you can still pretty much feel the presence of the bear that always shows up when I try to draw women.
To be honest, the bear WAS there, but I cropped it out. I should stick to writing.
Anonymous asked: Why do you want to live in Montreal? Do you live in the USA?
I live in Canada, Montreal is a much better fit for me as a city than where I live now.
10 solid years I’ve been in this chemical waste. I gaze over my face and see long nights and bitter days following. Ten years of running? Ten years of (dis)honest fun? I characteristically become this introspective after a binge and when planning on partying in Toronto. Ironically, both have happened. The mouse in the room becomes the elephant and I KNOW I shouldn’t be doing these things any longer. It takes every ounce of ignorance to carry on. I’ve become an age where I realize that I am not missing anything anymore. I’ve had that experience and now it’s time to move onto the next. But how?
Currently at 135, I won’t lie, I LOVE IT. 10 more and I’ll be perfect. I seriously cannot wait for good shit and auditory orgasms from my collection of top notch DJs in Toronto. I will get my techno, I will get my house, I will get fucked up and get ready to pack it away for a long time.
Can
Not
Wait
read me loud and clear, I NEED A WAMPUG
WAMPUG!
You can never have too much Wampug.
(Source: pleatedjeans)
I wouldn’t mind this hanging on my wall next to Ashley Wood’s art.
Damn cool piece by Charlie Isoe. Wasn’t terribly familiar with his work before but this one alone means I’ll be looking into it.
By Charlie Isoe