milkteeshirts:

An intricate dance called the thousand hand dance! The amount of practice and effort it takes to achieve this effect is something that can amaze audiences even in the day and age of special effects. People know something special when they see it.

tattoos:

ahistoryofweedcraft

he got his shit broke!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! 

(Source: lolthatsme)

(Source: lolthatsme)

I lost something.
A very important part of me.
The worst part is that I probably never had it.
She came into my life a cool breeze.
One cool day in August I felt the breeze.
Everyone knows that you can’t catch air.
But I’m a fool and yes I tried.
And just when I thought I had her,
I freaked out, she freaked even more
She slipped right through my fingers.
Like Air.
If I close my eyes, I can still feel her arms around me.
Grabbing her hands, pulling her closer.
Feel her breath on my neck, her body calming my cold shivers as we sleep at night.
I replay that moment every time I blink.
I asked her heart to open.
I felt it flutter. False alarm.
So soft. So low. So gentle. So real.
The moment magnified, I could hear the structure crumbling down.
I could see the fragment of glass on the moon and everything went silent.
So quiet that you could hear my breathless response.
I wanted to cry. I wanted to reach up and slap God. Like wtf why!?
It didn’t matter why because like air- it disappeared.
Her breathing got heavy.
I saw flickers in her eyes and within a couple of seconds the love I wanted to know was washed away.
Her confessions and omissions cut me like shrapnel.
Boom!
Click-clack pow!
And even though her prior thoughts hadn’t become actions,
I couldn’t help but feel like I had lost her.
Like air the breeze had stopped.
And now I just have the sun clouds and greenery around me.
Is it foolish to think she even still likes me?
Can’t be emotional. Can’t Be lethargic.
So I put on this act like I don’t want it.
I don’t want that breeze.
Fuck that breeze.
All I need is shade!
So I’ll just stay under this tree.
Let this tree cover me.
Shit, fuck I really want that breeze to blow past me again.
Lesson is nature does what it wants.

howdoiputthisgently:

It’s not much, but it’s all I have. 

howdoiputthisgently:

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