The only people for me are the mad ones, the ones who are mad to live, mad to talk, mad to be saved, desirous of everything at the same time, the ones who never yawn or say a commonplace thing, but burn, burn, burn, like fabulous yellow roman candles exploding like spiders across the stars and in the middle you see the blue centerlight pop and everybody goes "Awww!"
Keng Lye - Alive without Breath (2013) - Hyperrealistic sea animals created using acrylics and epoxy resin, layer by layer
Anonymous asked: You look so much like a girl I know. Do you live in Canada?
No. I don’t. I live in Chicago. Sorry.
Joseph Mallord William Turner - Sky Studies (1820-30) - Watercolor on paper
Ha ha ha. It’s so funny getting a message from someone asking me to kill myself. It’s actually hilarious to me because there are people in my life who totally outweigh your pathetic and feeble attempt to be an asshole anonymously. Like really, you think some stupid message is going to make me forget about the golden heroes of my life?