Fill your boobs. I'm British, Bearded, Bald and... b..b...b...something. I'm also taken and in love.
Drawbridge(南庄神仙谷) - By: Hanson Mao
(via re-habilitate)
So, Yahoo! have bought Tumblr.
I stopped using Flickr, mostly because Yahoo’s sign-in is fucking atrocious, and their branding and advertising is just ridiculous.
Tumblr is bad enough. Yahoo!’s acquisition will drive it into the ground.
It’s gonna be horrible.
The Definition of a Good Wife
One who will wear a yellow jump suit whilst I wear a box on my back and we can pretend I’m Michaelangelo and I’m falling in love with April O’Neil and we have ourselves some interspecies erotica.
Anonymous asked: Too bad you're already married.
Bad times.
Oh don’t, you’ll make me rant about {name witheld} and the money I gave {name witheld} and how I’m going to have to {witheld}. Ffs.
Anonymous asked: You are disturbed but sexy.
Disturbed but sexy is the best way to be.
Anonymous asked: You're creepy and have a food filled beard.
SUPER CREEPY.
Garlic Sauce in my bead. Totes saving that for later. I suck it out just before I sleep. Mmmmmmmmmm
The Bitter Sound
I’ve been writing. And recording. There’s an absolute rotter, Davian Dent, bit of a prick, but he makes quite a good Dark Comedy / random chat Podcast thing.
I recorded some little pieces for the latest episode, plus a poem about The Black Dog, which I wrote and recorded for this. It’s creepy and dark and weird and funny. There is also (at the end), the DIRTY STORY that I posted here a while back, that I recorded for this.
The rest of the show is odd little sketches, interviews and random skype chats.
Anonymous asked: Hello, you're lovely...
Well, thank-you. That’s kind.
I am lovely. Also handsome and witty.
HELLO N.
I see you’re still visiting my blog. I hope you like it. :)
It is a little weird and creepy. But, feel free to dig through my pages.
Nothing to see here that would interest you, I’m afraid.
Continual Bullshit
And I’m not dealing with it very well. Not great at this ‘coping’ thing, stuff comes at the wrong time, things come across wrong and everything gets blown out of all proportion on all sides. I’m all dazed.
Life, man. What a day, if you can look it in the face and hold your vomit.
