Is this the real life? Is this just fantasy?

27/agender/introverted/panromantic/gray ace/struggling with sobriety/blah blah blah. Singular «they» only. I mainly reblog queer stuff, vegan desserts, Los Angeles news/pictures, bicycles, books, tattoos, True Blood, but of course other random things I like as well. Friends/questions/followers are always welcome


New design I made tonight : ) I’d love to tattoo it on you really big : )

Free tattoo give away. winner selected randomly November 1st for a Free $1000 tattoo session. Repost any of my photos. And tag “follow @coreydivine #coreydivine ” (one entry only please, deleted your old post and post a new one) : ) Good luck

Then I felt that every inflection of my voice, every word in my mouth, was a lie, a play whose sole purpose was to cover emptiness and boredom. There was only one way I could avoid a state of despair and a breakdown. To be silent. And to reach behind the silence for clarity or at least try to collect the resources that might still be available to me.
Persona (1966) dir. by Ingmar Bergman (via c-ovet)

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Bloc Party,
Silent Alarm


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