CHILLS I TELL YOU! 

Chills all the way down to the mother-spine. 

Too much Google, Google!

I, as I am sure everyone else on this planet, was really happy to see Google’s initiative to make an awesome “doodle” for Freddie Mercury’s 65th Birthday. But wait, on a second look, this isn’t the holy resurrection of a dead music legend, this is grave robbery! In every scene there was surely a Google letter or a not so well hidden reference to their logo’s colors. Did Google bring Mr Mercury back from the dead for 1 minute and 42 seconds just so that they could give him a company sweatshirt with matching tote bag? 

Thanks, but maybe no thanks?

I’ve started to sketch and draw again. Here is my, also lost but found, love for octopus arms and such.

my girlfriend is always in the third dimension

This is a really touching short documentary about Jason Wood and his dog best buddy in the world; Oden.

The film captures the last few minutes of Oden’s life, before he is put to sleep due to his terminal stage cancer.

Your music is touchable again

gotta try this out

(Source: quietlyrearranged, via azin)

I’d like to think that all of this constant interaction
Is just the kind of make you drive yourself away
Each simple gesture done by me is counteracted
And leaves me standing here with nothing else to say

Completely baffled by a backward indication
That an inspired word will come across your tongue
Hands moving upward to propel the situation
Have simply halted
And now the conversation’s done

I’m only waiting for the proper time to tell you
That it’s impossible to get along with you
It’s hard to look you in the face when we are talking
So it helps to have a mirror in the room

I’ve not been really looking forward to the performance
But there’s my cue and there’s a question on your face
Fortunately I have come across an answer
Which is go away
And do not leave a trace