Hey you, I love you.

I'm Connor, and according to Dylan I'm a badass. I would beg to differ, but oh well.

I scream. Pretend like I can sing.
Love to read, love to write.

Music is life.
Tattoos.
I like tattered shoes.

Vocal covers, cause no one wants to start a band with me.

Stubborn as fuck.
Philosophy.
Constellations.
Wind, rain, fog. Love that stuff.

REALLY want a German Shepherd / Siberian Husky mix.

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The amusement park in the abandoned city of Pripyat. The park was to be inaugurated on 1 May 1986, but the Chernobyl accident on 26 April 1986 left the amusement park derelict forever. After the accident, inhabitants of Pripyat were evacuated by the Soviet government but were promised that they would be able to return to their homes soon. Since 1986, Pripyat has been a ghost town.

I’m really scared of what happens after I die.

45,252 notes - 24 May, 2012

It Is terrible seeing my

itsnecrophiliactime:

Grandpa get old, he’s like my dad, he is my papa. He’s the closest thing that I’ve ever had to a father. I don’t know what I would do without him.

92,788 notes - 23 May, 2012

alloftimeanddemons:

sherlocked-inside-the-tardis:

minstreloffire:

little-black-bear:

Did I ever mention I fucking love visual poetry? Because I fucking love visual poetry.

THIS IS SO COOL

Oh my goodness, this is beautiful.
I NEED MORE VISUAL POETRY IN MY LIFE.

at first i was like what the fuck is going on
and when i was like oh

43,082 notes - 21 May, 2012