this is how to break all the rules

admit it

you've grown weary of me


scroll scroll scroll

no insight of mine ever last longer than a fragmented second

i'll try not to try

bark as if you're stuck

some of the images that didn't turn out all white, pink or pixelated.

somebody on the wall

t rex ass
texas

when jaga jazzist makes you cry
you finally know what beauty is

my camera started playing tricks on me in murica. some of the recorded files were just plain white. some were covered in pink with a banner of noise on top. and some were 'fine', yet overexposed as hell. i tried editing the pink one to make it look ok, and this was the best result i got:

it really didn't matter on this pics behalf, since my memory-card was obedient enough to record an original file as well. for comparison:

how does this happen. i could take a lot of other pictures after a pink one turned up and all i got was a copy of that one.

i therefore took a lot less images than i would have originally. that's is kind of sad. had to use my little lumix instead, which does not make up for the loss of my brilliant 5D. at least not in such noisy conditions as the previous image. iso 3200, f/2.0 at 1/60.

dusty toothpaste

no pressure no diamonds

tonight i dreamt i was attacked by small, evil and insane birds that wanted to kill me. when i woke, i realised those birds are after me all the livelong day.

which is why everything smell of vomit.

gnarly

was there need for creation

 the Just do it is actually a good slogan

slowly but surely turning into an alcoholic

when i should be out running in the forest instead

no i'm about to end up dead

my fair share of doing decent stuff, being structural and obedient is by far over

i'm in a new age now. as it has been for almost three years. with a lot of drinking and not much else on the agenda. i'm empty. i've always had an old soul and it has managed to catch up on me.

there is nothing left.

twisting this rag wont result in much.