Im finally learning to accept that Im one of those that just doesnt know what they want out of life just yet. And that’s pretty rad.
(you never sleep regularly anymore.)
James Dean in his apartment on West 68th Street, New York City, 1955.
It’s quite amazing to hear your own moans echoing 3-4 times through an empty valley… It’s mating-season, baby!
Did you ever wonder what your purpose in life is?
look at this back patch i made last night
shamelessly reblogging myself because damn im fuckin cool
i am the real life say anything boy.
mik: poster child for say anything
Photo by Ryan Garber