My story is complicated and twisted. My mind is even worse. Here's a blend of art and photography.
Whenever I hear dubstep, it feels like someone just shot me right through the head and failed at killing me.
"People say it's sexy when there's a line of spit connecting two lips. I'm over here with my water bottle with a line of spit like, 'Hey bro, how's it goin'?''"
To all those discriminating people who hate rainbow flags and most likely worship a "holy" being of somesort, "Why do you hate rainbows? God created rainbows. Why do you hate God?"
I've always been jealous of hand models.