(Source: seriouswapanese, via glowsticksanddiscolights)
girls are actually veloçaraptors
they eat your soul and then when that’s not enough
they take over jurassic park
those heartless bitches
WHY AINT YOU ASKIN ME SHIT?
it’s only 3:30 am why arent yall up and chatting and shit
gimme those asks and questions (AND NUDES)
i can handle them
alright alright alright
what if i keep drunk posting stuff all night long
like annoying as fuck stuff
UNTIL someone sends me nudes
that my friends (and potential loverss) is my ultimatum
the new HOBO
Mike Brodie began train-hopping in 2002 at the age of 17 when he left his house unannounced with a few belongings.
“Two weeks later I was gone — this was it, I was riding my very first freight train.”
From 2004 to 2009 Brodie rode more than 50,000 miles through 46 states, documenting who and what he encountered along the way with a Polaroid camera before switching to 35mm film in 2006.
The Polaroid Kid showcased his pictures in the book “A Period of Juvenile Prosperity,” depicting a gritty youth subculture of freight train hoppers and squatters.
Mike Brodie is one of my biggest inspirations.
American Life Insurance Company, Wilmington, Delaware, 1971
(I.M. Pei & Partners)
(via druun)
