But our world as we knew it had already been completely destroyed.
“
| — | Takashi Komuro |
Damn…
nrrrdcakkke:
Rico Genest “Zombie Boy” for Dermablend Professional full coverage tattoo primer. [commercial] [behind the scenes]
I’ve always wondered what he would look like without his tattoos. Definitely check out the behind the scenes video, he’s incredibly sweet talking about being covered up. I especially love when he see’s himself fully covered and he said he doesn’t really notice because he’s comfortable in his own skin. Great campaign though, smart move Dermablend.
daaaamn
I’ve seen a lot of tattoo makeup, being heavily tattooed and breaking into modelling covering up my tattoos is something I’ve looked into a lot but HOLY FUCKING SHIT NOTHING EVEN COMPARES.
… feels like home.
“No. No, you can’t… STOP. Please don’t go away. Please? No one’s ever stuck with me for so long before. And if you leave… if you leave… I just, I remember things better with you. I do, look. P. Sherman, forty-two… forty-two… I remember it, I do. It’s there, I know it is, because when I look at you, I can feel it. And-and I look at you, and I… and I’m home. Please… I don’t want that to go away. I don’t want to forget.”
- Finding Nemo
I hear your heartbeat
and its more familiar than my own.
I look at you … and it feels like home.
I gaze upon your smiling face … all teeth, all joy, all soul.
Something even more beautiful than a Texas sun shiny day .
((EMBRACE)) Damn… I feel so warm (( You plant a forehead kiss))
… feels like home.
(( HUG)) I hold you just a little tighter with the earnest intention of melting our souls together
(I want to dance in your soul and swim in your heart) for … forever.
I feel your lips smiling against my shoulder and its more wonderful than
anything I could have ever imagined… ever known.
I bury my nose in the crook of your neck … never have I felt more at home. ( sigh)
( You lift my head) I meet your inquisitive face … With one simple look you ask : ” May I take your breath away ? “ ( I sigh.. I nod)
((KISS)) Your lips taste like the finest pleasure known to man… I feel you part the waters, make the earth tremble with fear, tickle the clouds until they shout UNCLE … I felt my soul smile like a kid on Christmas morning…
( I love this man … his heart is my home.)
-Me.
“Let Me Be Held When The Longing Comes”
Yours the arms, yours the tender
breath.
Tumble down into the quiet dark
of this embrace
night is come again.
Stay a little longer,
for no other reason than it is
good not to be alone always
let there be a song of
remembering and not knowing
what is there except
a warmth and a blossom
of a feeling, sweetly,
gladly, home.
- Stephanie Fuller
