This might go without saying but I think I need a job that allows me to feel like I’m improving myself or something I care about every time I put myself to work. Everything else feels like bullshit. Balancing time and money until the grave.


Taxi Driver

Taxi Driver


Full Of Hell- Music From The Dial (Toxicbreed’s Funhouse Sessions) (2013)

1. Intro / Vessel Deserted
2. Coven Of The Larynx
3. Return To The Mines
4. Fox Womb


(via dregsofpluto)

Codeine - Realize


Dark path of self doubt
Clouds of smoke blur my vision
False emotions
I don’t like what I see

(via lifeless-mind)

Not being at dw fest 😪


go to their shows, buy their records

See what your followers think of you.

BLACK = I would date you.
GREEN = I think you’re cute.
BLUE = You are my tumblr crush.
GREY = I wish you would notice me.
PURPLE = I don’t talk to you but I really love your blog.
TEAL = We have a lot in common.
YELLOW = I don’t know you at all.
ORANGE = I don’t like your blog.
BROWN = I don’t like you.
PINK = I think you are unattractive.
RED = I hate you with a burning passion.
WHITE = You scare me.

(via mentalshock)

I want to buy some older color photography books, like Eggleston and Shore and that sort of thing.

All access pass homie

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