Stylings Of Rubbish: Fragments Of A Life In Motion

I live in Canada, I'm young, I have things to complain about, to live for, to love. I choose to use this as a means of channeling myself, my real self, who I will expose myself to truly be for you to see.
Should you choose to read the bits and pieces of my life that I leave, I hope you can enjoy them no matter how much they may be similar to the cheap garbage so many youth of our time call art.

Jun 4
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videohall:

A macaw about to unleash his evil plot

“I couldn’t help but laugh along with him.”

(via zephyrblue)


jesskat:

frabjousfrangible:

destroyerbaby:

pinkcatninja:

m-u-n-c-h-y:

darklitria:

scifijackrabbit:

I have three birth moles on my arse, that when compared to a map of Egypt they aline almost edsactly with the three Pyramids. 
I AM PHARAOH!



birthmark on my leg, and it kept getting big ._.

I got one on the lower, right side of my abdomen. It’s shaped like a clover and it doesn’t tan like the rest of my skin does… Which poses an important question, what the hell did they use to kill me?

One on the left side of my chest and one on the back of my left hand near the wrist.
So, they pinned me with a nail to the wrist and stabbed me in the heart?
Or was it the other way around

I have a heart-shaped birthmark about the size of a dime, that, were it on the other side, would be directly over my heart.
In my past life I was shot in the back by a jilted lover, who was also a coward that did not know their biology.

I have a birthmark right along my left underarm, and some small ones scattered along my upper thighs and lower back. In my past life, I think someone had very poor aim.

I have a birthmark on the back of my head, close to the bottom of my skull. Apparently, it’s a trademark of my father’s side of the family. 
I guess my entire paternal family, including myself were assassinated?

My birthmark is just a big mole on my side. Let’s see… I drowned. I was stabbed in my right side and the weapon slid between my ribs, puncturing my lung. My lung filled with blood and I drowned because of it.

jesskat:

frabjousfrangible:

destroyerbaby:

pinkcatninja:

m-u-n-c-h-y:

darklitria:

scifijackrabbit:

I have three birth moles on my arse, that when compared to a map of Egypt they aline almost edsactly with the three Pyramids. 

I AM PHARAOH!


birthmark on my leg, and it kept getting big ._.

I got one on the lower, right side of my abdomen. It’s shaped like a clover and it doesn’t tan like the rest of my skin does… Which poses an important question, what the hell did they use to kill me?

One on the left side of my chest and one on the back of my left hand near the wrist.

So, they pinned me with a nail to the wrist and stabbed me in the heart?

Or was it the other way around

I have a heart-shaped birthmark about the size of a dime, that, were it on the other side, would be directly over my heart.

In my past life I was shot in the back by a jilted lover, who was also a coward that did not know their biology.

I have a birthmark right along my left underarm, and some small ones scattered along my upper thighs and lower back. In my past life, I think someone had very poor aim.

I have a birthmark on the back of my head, close to the bottom of my skull. Apparently, it’s a trademark of my father’s side of the family. 

I guess my entire paternal family, including myself were assassinated?

My birthmark is just a big mole on my side.
Let’s see… I drowned. I was stabbed in my right side and the weapon slid between my ribs, puncturing my lung. My lung filled with blood and I drowned because of it.


myedol:

At first glance this glass floor may not look like much. On closer inspection it is seen that thousands of multicoloured miniature figures are collectively holding the weight of the floor plates.

by Do Ho Suh

(via dorkvader)


mattisbollywood:

his eyes are wide in horror at the thought of another sweaty farty big mcdonalds patron rumpus dropping itself upon his face
he lives a constant torture
he has no mouth
but he must scream

mattisbollywood:

his eyes are wide in horror at the thought of another sweaty farty big mcdonalds patron rumpus dropping itself upon his face

he lives a constant torture

he has no mouth

but he must scream

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[Flash 10 is required to watch video]

colour-my-world:

chatsu1337:

doctorsheroesmetlin:

b00kworm77:

The Perks of Being a Wallflower trailer (tumblr embedded.)

8l

Okay, I need to read this book.
Trailer, how did you make me teary eyed!? 

I actually completely approve of this trailer dear god

I CAN’T WAIT I WANT IT NOOOWWWW.

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zephyrblue:

drunkenfist:

those are some nice boobies right there

Blue-footed boobies.  Their name amused me greatly when I was six.
…
Oops.  Looks like it still does.

zephyrblue:

drunkenfist:

those are some nice boobies right there

Blue-footed boobies.  Their name amused me greatly when I was six.

Oops.  Looks like it still does.


(via dorkvader)


Jun 3
zephyrblue:

baturday:

NOOOOOOOOOOO!

Cutiiie~

zephyrblue:

baturday:

NOOOOOOOOOOO!

Cutiiie~


fffern:

daysofsammer:

CLASSIC

LALALALALLLOOOVE.

I still love this movie, I don’t care what anyone thinks.

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