“It does not make much difference how much you refurbish and clean, the air still feels stale inside the confined chambers of separation that you have agreed to live in. The soul nauseated from the binging on strategies and plastic food, both those made of glitter, and those made of tar. ~ C. Devi”

Sunlight | California  (by Romeo Durscher)
glory
just hold on i’m comin home
tarzan 3000
you’re nothing but a dream to me 
realest chit ever