Veinier than a porn dick.
So much awesomeness in one post.
Jake. 22. Family. Friends. Cars. BMX. Music. Photography. Passion. Inspiration.
I’ve only had a feeling like this a few times that I can remember. All from one person, a sense of complete body giddiness and a sense of a high.
(Source: skinny-healthyme, via loseweightfeelgreat918)
My life is depending on how one things goes. I’ve been overly stressed for the past couple months, with how the past few days have gone its gotten even worse. I need answers, I need to move on if I have to, I can’t wait. I can’t sit idle waiting for my future. I’m ridding my life of the things that aren’t improving the chances of my future being brighter. I don’t need a nice car to show who I am, I’ll use the images my camera captures to help show who I am. I have one single thing that I want to shoot more then anything, I can’t. I want a model, my only model. I want to capture here beauty so she can experience it like I have, like I do every day. I want my Ph.D to show who I am. I’m out of this life one way or the other. Mental breakdown is something I can not handle nor fit into my schedule. It’s you it’s always been you, the one thing that I’m not second guessing myself on. Your mind is closed and I have no idea where I am in your head, it’s emotionally and mentally kill me. I’m ready to forget our past, forgive our mistakes. I love your son, I love you . If this is the last thing I ever post about you then know how heartfelt this is, know that the tears on my keyboard are all from the thought of how I’ve wronged you to get to this point.
If this ends with you leaving my life, I’ll be devastated to the core, I’ll be worse. I’ll get better with time, however long that is. I’ll forget how your skin feels, how your body tastes on my tongue and the things that only we shared, those precious moments, those intimate memories of our bodies intertwined as one soul full of passion.
I love you, your son and everything we’ve shared. There’s only two children I would ever want to call me dad, your’s and my niece, no one else.
Cartier Love bracelet
“Unlike traditional bracelets, which are either wide enough to slip them over the hand onto the wrist or can readily be opened in order to put them on, the Love bracelet is designed to be opened only using a special screwdriver that is supplied with every bracelet. The screwdriver is also available in the form of a necklace, allowing the bracelet to be “locked” onto one person while the “key” is kept around the neck of another as a symbol for their commitment to their relationship.”
(Source: tuileries, via optimisticmama)
(Source: fifty-shades-of-fucking, via musicmademehysterical)
I’m getting over my TT already, it’s been fun but I need to focus more of myself, my time and my resources on other things that in the end will make my life better, not a car that looks cool and consumes money that I should be saving for school, for moving. I’m going back to the idea of where I don’t really want any possesions besides my DSLR, my laptop and my bike, just those things, clothes and school. Focus on toys later on in life.
With that being said there’s only one other thing that I have in my head that would trump any of that without a second thought.