DOJA RECORDS
No kids Please,
No Duck Faces either.

Someone asked me what home was and all I could think of were the stars on the tip of your tongue, the flowers sprouting from your mouth, the roots entwined in the gaps between your fingers, the ocean echoing inside of your ribcage.
— e.e. cummings  (via psych-facts)

mudwerks:

(via AL BRULE | Flickr - Photo Sharing!)
yunglesgod:

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baiassem:

baiassem
secret—gardens:

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llbwwb:

Charging Lion (by helenehoffman)
drxgonfly:

Battle Scarred. by smittix on Flickr.
fvckinwhore:

Why hello there!