the best thing about having the house to myself is that I can make breakfast in my underwear
“There’s a lot of things I wanted to do and succeed in, but I fell down or stepped back or took a different course. I ain’t happy with myself, but I’m comfortable. I’m content. I have a dog and a place to live. I was homeless for 20 years. I used to sleep right here on these benches, and he lived outside with me. The place I moved into didn’t allow pets, but I wouldn’t live in a house without him, so they let me have him. He’s more than a dog; he’s my therapist. I wasn’t always a good boy. I couldn’t take responsibility for anything. Now I think about him. It’s only him and me. If I don’t come back home to feed him, he’s stuck in the house by himself. He’s my reason to come home.”
“How old is he?”
“Ten. We’re about the same age, we dress alike and we both have beards. We pretty much look alike.”
If you ever think you did something embarrassing just remember that I had a really hot waiter one time and i was gonna order double pepperoni pizza but I looked him dead in the eye and accidentally asked for double penetration pizza in front of my whole family
Stop reblogging my failure
Whats up ! I’m Back…. yes i know i haven’t updated this blog in a long time, I have been a bit busy with other things, and i didn’t have time to shoot any personal stuff, so excuse me. Yesterday evening i met up with my friend Niki at sunset to shoot some portraits and this was the outcome.
Oh btw i shot this with my 5D2 + 24L, haven’t used this combo in two months since i picked up the XT1
Kell fell asleep on the couch one night so we gave him a pillow and a blanket Which we made out of kleenex because we always have those around on our coffee table for when we watch feely stuff
doesn’t even go with my blog but i can’t scroll past this without regretting not reblogging it.
how to take a test: cry on the paper and the choice closest to your tear is the answer