• Do you believe, when you’re high,
      That your life is tried,
      Don’t you ever get stuck in the sky ”

i’ve always wondered what it would be like to live inside the self titled album. how does color seep into a world that’s so devoid of it? sometimes i feel like the only color in my whole world is the hurricane of color raging behind by eyes.

if i find a way to calm the storm, i can paint a world of black and white.

but a hurricane is so easy to drown in.


he on x-games mode